<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298</id><updated>2012-02-16T21:10:36.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scav-ed</title><subtitle type='html'>this is a combined blog of 6 gals.
Shovis
Christ
Angel
Valerie
Evelyn
Debra

we are IN RP, inside a super maddy class.
pieces of our life shared among each other. 
mainly, our thoughts and happenings in our life!
ENJOY PPL. 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Everywhere, Anytime) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/SaPzgQz4HEI/AAAAAAAAA7w/uGejIM4W71k/s1600-h/CIMG2469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306352521566493762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/SaPzgQz4HEI/AAAAAAAAA7w/uGejIM4W71k/s200/CIMG2469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Look how snobbish she can get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/SaP03y4mYfI/AAAAAAAAA8A/eKu37rVjjBE/s1600-h/mybaby.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306354025361727986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/SaP03y4mYfI/AAAAAAAAA8A/eKu37rVjjBE/s200/mybaby.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/SaP0LfHJOEI/AAAAAAAAA74/wfYTb0RhqXc/s1600-h/CIMG2455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306353264139778114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/SaP0LfHJOEI/AAAAAAAAA74/wfYTb0RhqXc/s200/CIMG2455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;                           Love of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;means waking at 5am to cuddle her when she cries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-4303953653298753172?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4303953653298753172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=4303953653298753172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/4303953653298753172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/4303953653298753172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2009/02/guess-whats-on-these-days-new-puppy-to.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/SaPy5gsvg9I/AAAAAAAAA7o/aq8ATlrRKL0/s72-c/CIMG2407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-1950750836573365013</id><published>2009-01-06T10:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T04:48:22.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>though its a little late but here wishing all of you..&lt;br /&gt;a wery&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a brand new year is about,&lt;br /&gt;new beginnings,&lt;br /&gt;new resolutions,&lt;br /&gt;new chapter of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with that, it's only with great people around that a new year started off in a wonderful way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;angel ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-1950750836573365013?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1950750836573365013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=1950750836573365013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/1950750836573365013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/1950750836573365013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2009/01/though-its-little-late-but-here-wishing.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-1520269860630310451</id><published>2008-12-15T01:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T01:27:27.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sang some song, won a $100 voucher&lt;br /&gt;gave it to my mum as one of her birthday gifts&lt;br /&gt;wanted to bring everyone out to eat,&lt;br /&gt;some complained heavy rain, some complained friends coming, some complained not involved&lt;br /&gt;totally not appreciative&lt;br /&gt;like shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;val&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-997568500329009429</id><published>2008-12-11T18:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:00:50.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it only happens in drama</title><content type='html'>they say, fairytales only exist in movies, storybooks, drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time waits for no man, no man waits forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was young, i remember watching all the different drama serial about "love-relationships". it's always about how A love B but B love C and A would wait for B, as she is all that he desire and he believe that she is the only one for him. so, with that love in him, he really waited for years and years for B, in hope for her to return back to his side. and so, it's FAIRYTALES, it always turn out to be a happy ending, a ending that all of us would have expected, B would return to A's side and they live happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people say, "maybe this is the reason why we watched movies, shows, etc.. because all this would never happen in reality! we need to live in self-denial at time like such, this is only when life can be balanced and we can smile for what we might not be able to experience."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but tonight, as i looked into the mirror, i saw A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love me, angel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-997568500329009429?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/997568500329009429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=997568500329009429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;its time for me to realli wake up and stand tall .. ... no use and no point cryin' when others are enjoyin' and partyin' away in life !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;i would 've to admit that things/life had realli been tough for me and everythin' seem to suck so bad no matter how hard u try to make it fun. there isn't anythin' tt i can look forward too, just waitin' for things to happen so it would help kill my time. to me e time is bearly moving at all and it seems like it was just yesterday where everything happened!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;* in short : ifeel very very very farked-up and moodless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;really never expect that a person could change over night and it would be e last thing which 'll ever cross my mind thinkin' that things will happen this way. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;talkin' to khaifad realli changed my mind and realli made me feel so much better, after all he knows him best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;sick for 3days, down with fever! as usual, larger than live and im still alive fightin' for fresh air with many others. i need a BREAK! like damn good BREAK!, feelin' super sick and tired of everythin' + life. .... so yah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall start a party animal kinda of life (: and it a super big and cool one ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;like more than words !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;P.S: shovis. ng shiying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;,xOxO&lt;/span&gt;                                                           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-1319361595353041664?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1319361595353041664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=1319361595353041664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/1319361595353041664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/1319361595353041664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanku-khaifad-for-makin-me-feel-better.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-4669547463769205001</id><published>2008-12-05T08:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T08:51:08.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatty bom bom</title><content type='html'>Let's stop all these emo post and all start afresh!&lt;br /&gt;Let's plan about food hunt&lt;br /&gt;Let's plan about about fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get fat together!&lt;br /&gt;Fatty fatty bom bom, today cannot go home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel, Shovis GO GO GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out this song angel- LOBO STONY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love val&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-4669547463769205001?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4669547463769205001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=4669547463769205001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/4669547463769205001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/4669547463769205001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/12/fatty-bom-bom.html' title='Fatty bom bom'/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-9082761033632885969</id><published>2008-12-05T02:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T13:02:25.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when the whole world is snoring, i wonder why am i here? i'm supposed to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 1 have past and i still have a thousand, million days to go. and tonight i might just shout in my dreams "attacked!" but not because i am attacking food but towards my new resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO GO GO !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you&lt;br /&gt;Over again&lt;br /&gt;Don’t make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won’t live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear its true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;You’re impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/STi1ngXE7jI/AAAAAAAAAoM/32ggP8rTzho/s1600-h/SNC00063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/STi1ngXE7jI/AAAAAAAAAoM/32ggP8rTzho/s200/SNC00063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276166653770788402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i would stand up tall ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-angel&lt;br /&gt;you have disowned me because i had became an elephant. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-9082761033632885969?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/9082761033632885969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=9082761033632885969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/9082761033632885969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/9082761033632885969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-whole-world-is-snoring-i-wonder.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/STi1ngXE7jI/AAAAAAAAAoM/32ggP8rTzho/s72-c/SNC00063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-5591738813921215746</id><published>2008-12-04T11:03:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T13:14:51.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;going back to the corner where I first saw you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;gona camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gona move, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;got some words on cardboard got your picture in my hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;saying if you see this boy can you tell her where I am,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;some try to hand me money they don't understand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm not...broke I'm just a broken hearted girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I know it makes no sense, but what else can I do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;how can I move on when I'm still in love with you ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;its has come to e end of our time .. ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;im better off own my own ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275791845143620050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/STdguxawKdI/AAAAAAAAAn8/KxOiEO61L0Q/s200/lush!+o1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the first photo that we took together,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"your my pertama dan utama!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275775533714276194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/STdR5Um8f2I/AAAAAAAAAn0/c9Z6SImp34I/s200/scream!.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;and the very last photo ... ... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dear God the only thing I ask of you,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;is to hold him when I'm not around, when I'm much too far away&lt;br /&gt;we all need that person who can be true to you&lt;br /&gt;but I left him when I found him&lt;br /&gt;and now I wish I'd stayed&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;cause I'm lonely and I'm tired I'm missing you again ... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;every story has its own endin' ... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and mine, a story which every girl had dreamt for ... a BEAUTIFUL story&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;but with a painful endin' (that nobody wishes for) ... ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;live your life! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sinOys. &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;PS: xOxo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-5591738813921215746?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5591738813921215746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=5591738813921215746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/5591738813921215746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/5591738813921215746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/12/going-back-to-corner-where-i-first-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/STdguxawKdI/AAAAAAAAAn8/KxOiEO61L0Q/s72-c/lush!+o1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-5903061915787636591</id><published>2008-12-04T01:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T01:49:57.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the most miserable thing in life, is not knowing how to feel but to know that your not feeling it when your so sure that you ain't alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it's like a knife snap right through your heart but you are not feeling the pain at all. you see that it is bleeding, you know that it should hurt but why are you not feeling it at all?! or rather, you just do not know how to feel it anymore. it is stuck there for you just have to wait for emotions to flow all over again. there is no way for you to pull it out neither can you push it in for you can feel the pain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this what you call "numb?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant help thinking of how a comfort level a couple can established, and might establish this level of comfort only in this relationship and not any other one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as the song play...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;I wanna hold you til I die&lt;br /&gt;Til we both break down and cry&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you till the fear in me subsides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; despite how much she wanna hold you till she die. she know it's never possible anymore, for your gone forever.she is left all alone, breaking down and cry. she can no longer hold you till the fear in her subsides but can only hold you till the feeling in her subsides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angel,&lt;br /&gt;love me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-5903061915787636591?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5903061915787636591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=5903061915787636591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/5903061915787636591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/5903061915787636591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/12/most-miserable-thing-in-life-is-not.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-3079712462577871214</id><published>2008-12-03T11:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T14:07:00.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am AH DAI</title><content type='html'>As promised, im gonna update on my every updates.&lt;br /&gt;So on tuesday, i suppose to meet Angel for lunch but i overslept.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahs.. so a new X joined the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day awaits a Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;When everyone is pigging at home,&lt;br /&gt;Hi, im in school.&lt;br /&gt;Thats the reason why im here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant talk much about the unhappen, so im gonna share about my tues.&lt;br /&gt;I woke at 915 with Angel's text.&lt;br /&gt;and decided to head back into dreams.&lt;br /&gt;In my dreams, i dreamt that i have 3 lobsters and they all turned into mudskippers.&lt;br /&gt;Couldnt rem anything much,&lt;br /&gt;but the person sleeping next to me said i shouted&lt;br /&gt;"ATTACKED" in my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my breakfast at 130pm&lt;br /&gt;Went to my dad's shop and had lunch at 230pm&lt;br /&gt;Bought a watch for long long name's mum becuase both our mums birthday falls on the same day&lt;br /&gt;Head for the gym because my mum is on serious diet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting i just cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now i look like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ah Dai&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275398647568795138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 81px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/STX7HqTqBgI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Oq2lgevm58w/s320/bohead.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love val&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-3079712462577871214?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3079712462577871214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=3079712462577871214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/3079712462577871214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/3079712462577871214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-ah-dai.html' title='I am AH DAI'/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/STX7HqTqBgI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Oq2lgevm58w/s72-c/bohead.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-9203207740251716357</id><published>2008-12-01T08:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T08:37:56.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile everyone=)</title><content type='html'>Wao! im happy to see recent new post again.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, let's shall blog about every single events that happen in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;That's every single incident that builts what we are isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;So of course i would make sure you're part of my growing up.&lt;br /&gt;So let's get started !!!&lt;br /&gt;And i cant wait to say, Holidays are nearing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love val.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-9203207740251716357?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/9203207740251716357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=9203207740251716357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/9203207740251716357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/9203207740251716357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/12/smile-everyone.html' title='Smile everyone=)'/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-211115907013117400</id><published>2008-11-29T03:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T06:06:46.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LET'S MAKE IT WORK!!</title><content type='html'>Let's make it work.&lt;br /&gt;come mon, birdy!! come mon shorty!! let's make this work and this dead bloggy here all lively again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here i go. let me be the one to get this started first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;STARTING ALL OVER AGAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is meaningful only when you go through and experience moments of ups and downs. it's always about falling apart, experiencing the heartaches, bringing and piecing yourself up again. Learned to be strong and stand up tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am thankful, really thankful that your once a hugg part of my life, you made it all so wonderful, so beautiful. most importantly, you have really taught me so much about life. you never know how impact-ful was your presence, you gave me that opportunity to experience what i might not and perhaps never gonna experience all my life. every rs is unique and special. sincerely from the bottom of my heart, im glad and grateful to you, really. thanks ba-be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learnt "the most difficult part of "love" is not getting it started but knowing how to let it go!"&lt;br /&gt;-i lost, but i gain in another way. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is still wonderful with all of you around,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/STBTBr3wH6I/AAAAAAAAAm8/1miMif87K5Y/s1600-h/Picture+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/STBTBr3wH6I/AAAAAAAAAm8/1miMif87K5Y/s320/Picture+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273806452072390562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/STBT2HaQhWI/AAAAAAAAAnE/_5zbl57jfTI/s1600-h/IMG_0955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/STBT2HaQhWI/AAAAAAAAAnE/_5zbl57jfTI/s320/IMG_0955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273807352818074978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and of course, not forgetting you guys too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/STBVXls72oI/AAAAAAAAAnM/cCv81B_ixyE/s1600-h/DSC00206%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/STBVXls72oI/AAAAAAAAAnM/cCv81B_ixyE/s320/DSC00206%5B2%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273809027396786818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;friends for life we would be. We would stand by each other through thick and thin. thanks all of you for being around, and never fails to stand by me. i love you guys to bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i really need to thank you for being there for me through this whole period of time. you had definitely played a very crucial role to get me outta this, be who and what i am here today. thanks for being around when there is no one there. you would never know how thankful i am towards you. you have been really GREAT!!!! thanks alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-angel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-211115907013117400?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/211115907013117400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=211115907013117400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/211115907013117400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/211115907013117400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/11/lets-make-it-work.html' title='LET&apos;S MAKE IT WORK!!'/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/STBTBr3wH6I/AAAAAAAAAm8/1miMif87K5Y/s72-c/Picture+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-8817588065772025655</id><published>2008-11-27T13:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T13:52:54.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOR THE LOVE OF IT ALL.</title><content type='html'>Though it's been a thousand years, but still..&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna post this up to thank all of you for all the troubles that you guys had gone through, the efforts all of you had put in. i love you guys to bits. it had really been a pleasant surprise that warms my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am really grateful for the presence of everyone of you, it means a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/SS4090yW0cI/AAAAAAAAAm0/oUd4mT9eL5Y/s1600-h/happy-birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 315px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/SS4090yW0cI/AAAAAAAAAm0/oUd4mT9eL5Y/s320/happy-birthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273210450443948482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:85%;" &gt;- last but not least, not forgetting the one who's been planning all this since months before, to make it a success. thanks a million.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-8817588065772025655?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8817588065772025655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=8817588065772025655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/8817588065772025655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/8817588065772025655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/11/for-love-of-it-all.html' title='FOR THE LOVE OF IT ALL.'/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/SS4090yW0cI/AAAAAAAAAm0/oUd4mT9eL5Y/s72-c/happy-birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-193014524949497420</id><published>2008-11-12T08:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T08:53:19.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its your turn!</title><content type='html'>the last post was by Birdy, saying how surprised she was when we barged into her class with the birthday cake. Don't you think its your turn to do it too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESPECIALLY: Angel and Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-193014524949497420?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/193014524949497420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=193014524949497420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/193014524949497420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/193014524949497420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-your-turn.html' title='its your turn!'/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-2333789016840022635</id><published>2008-07-03T05:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:36:13.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/SGvzsU50aGI/AAAAAAAAAms/sc4fghJbjV0/s1600-h/P1150478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218532536089864290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/SGvzsU50aGI/AAAAAAAAAms/sc4fghJbjV0/s320/P1150478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know what? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Love You people to bits and pieces! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Serious! THANK YOU SO MUCH for what have been done today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angel Chris Val Vis Rong Jael , birdy loves you guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you for prurposely'ing' not msging me and wishing me happy brithday and ended up with that surprise. i am going to cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;evee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-2333789016840022635?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2333789016840022635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=2333789016840022635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-3840511646014953945</id><published>2008-07-01T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T23:51:51.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH YEAH OH YEAH OH YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe this.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; im seriously more excited den the birthday girl!&lt;br /&gt;can you visualise:&lt;br /&gt; Chris in skirt?&lt;br /&gt;Long long name in spaghetti top?&lt;br /&gt;Angel with extented curly hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rong and Evee, bring it on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG... this is so gonna be freaking fun!&lt;br /&gt;yes... come on, let's ALL shake our boobies and sashay in our way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear evee,&lt;br /&gt;enjoy your last 10mins being a 17year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE VAL'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-3840511646014953945?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3840511646014953945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=3840511646014953945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/3840511646014953945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/3840511646014953945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-yeah-oh-yeah-oh-yeah-i-cant-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-5204361389232983405</id><published>2008-06-28T02:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T02:24:04.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Unhappy Pissed Stupid Confused.&lt;br /&gt;fuckkkkkkkkkkkked.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-5204361389232983405?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5204361389232983405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=5204361389232983405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/5204361389232983405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/5204361389232983405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/06/unhappy-pissed-stupid-confused.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-2597153111279577940</id><published>2008-06-23T11:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T11:43:06.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Angel said wo mei yo ai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wo hen ke lian ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val, no longer almighty.&lt;br /&gt;i just got heart shot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-2597153111279577940?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2597153111279577940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=2597153111279577940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/2597153111279577940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/2597153111279577940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/06/angel-said-wo-mei-yo-ai.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-4502607049151799053</id><published>2008-06-20T15:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T15:11:39.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i shall forgive Angel, move on and share something special that ive read with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come tears come out of our eyes when we cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears flow from our eyes when we cry because they contain chemicals and hormones produced by our bodies.&lt;br /&gt;When we become upset, our brains and bodies overreact and work overtime by producing chemicals and hormones.&lt;br /&gt;Crying helps eliminate these extra chemicals that we don't need.&lt;br /&gt;The chemicals and hormones disappear from our body through the form of tears. As our tears flow, they sooth our sadness or distress by withdrawing these chemical agents.&lt;br /&gt;That is why many people feel calmer or more refreshed after crying--because the tears get rid of these hormones that are produced when we are sad, happy, or distressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So someday when i do cry, make sure i have your shoulder and let me cry out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE VAL'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-4502607049151799053?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4502607049151799053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=4502607049151799053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/4502607049151799053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/4502607049151799053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-shall-forgive-angel-move-on-and-share.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-5125544900302002629</id><published>2008-06-19T11:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T15:17:11.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im done!!!! see that, TINNY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. What have you been doing recently?&lt;br /&gt;enjoying life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Do you ever turn your cell phone off?&lt;br /&gt;make sure that you don't pissed me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. What happened at 10.00am today?&lt;br /&gt;happily laughing at shorty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. When did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;the last time unhappiness sets in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. What is your favourite thing to eat with peanut butter?&lt;br /&gt;i dont even eat peanut butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. What do you want in your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;baby chua, come back now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. Do you carry an umbrella when it rains, or just put up your hood?&lt;br /&gt;walk in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. What’s your favourite thing to have on your bed?&lt;br /&gt;my tortoise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. What bottom are you wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;berms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What’s the nicest text in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;every text from her is always the nicest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you tend to make a relationship complicated?&lt;br /&gt;i prefer simple, unique and special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.What was the last movie you caught?&lt;br /&gt;SEX AND THE CITY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What are you proud of?&lt;br /&gt;having such a pretty and hot girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What does the oldest text message in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;i just deleted all the messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What was the last song you sang out loud?&lt;br /&gt;won't go home without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you have any nicknames?&lt;br /&gt;who doesnt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What does your last received text message say? Who was it from?&lt;br /&gt;my inbox is empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What time did you go to bed last night?&lt;br /&gt;6am in the early morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Are you currently happy?&lt;br /&gt;im not upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who gives you best advice?&lt;br /&gt;depends on situation i supposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can?&lt;br /&gt;nope, definitely not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who did you talk on phone last night?&lt;br /&gt;nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Is anything bugging you right now?&lt;br /&gt;nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What/who was the last thing/person to make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;my short shorty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you wear toe socks?&lt;br /&gt;nahs, it sooo damn troublesome to waste time to put the right toe into the right hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Who was the last person you missed a call from?&lt;br /&gt;shovis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Have you ever had your heartbroken?&lt;br /&gt;of cus, it's totally broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What annoys you most in a person?&lt;br /&gt;meet my dearest gay, im sure she can give you the perfect answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you have a crush on anyone?&lt;br /&gt;do you mean now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you ever done cocaine?&lt;br /&gt;i won't mind giving it jus a one and only try if i have a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What is the colour of your room?&lt;br /&gt;blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollar?&lt;br /&gt;if i even get a chance to spend that billion dollar after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you believe in the saying ‘talk is cheap’?&lt;br /&gt;i always go, "say only what, also don't need money".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Who was the last person to lie in your bed?&lt;br /&gt;me, myself. duhhhh.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Who was the last person to hug you?&lt;br /&gt;my dearest mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Did anyone see the last person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;it was jus mi and her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you have a life?&lt;br /&gt;how do i even answer this qns here if i doesnt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Have you ever think someone died, when they really didn’t?&lt;br /&gt;sure, i'd experienced and gone through that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What is the reason behind your profile song?&lt;br /&gt;the meaningful lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Who was the last person you saw in your dream?&lt;br /&gt;in case she see this, im dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Last time you smiled?&lt;br /&gt;not long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Have you changed this year?&lt;br /&gt;i don't believe in staying the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What are you listening right now which ear?&lt;br /&gt;a pair of ears is there for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Are you talking to someone when you doing this?&lt;br /&gt;nahs, my class is jus boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you walk with your eyes open or closed?&lt;br /&gt;im sure i do not wan to end up banging the wall or trip and fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Is there a quote you live by?&lt;br /&gt;everything happens for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Do you want someone you can’t have?&lt;br /&gt;if not having her heart meant the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Have you ever played an instrument?&lt;br /&gt;who doesnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. What was the worst idea you’ve had in week?&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. What were you doing last night at 11.00pm?&lt;br /&gt;laughing away with my cliques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Are you happy with your love life right now?&lt;br /&gt;i need her by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. What song best describe your love life?&lt;br /&gt;oliver james- the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Does the person know that you like him/her?&lt;br /&gt;is there a difference between like and love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Who always make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;my life revolves around all the wonderful peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Do you speak other language other than English?&lt;br /&gt;i even speak language that only my gf can understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Favourite website?&lt;br /&gt;if there is one about you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. What's your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;you know me, you would know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;what else but school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. What do you think you are like?&lt;br /&gt;that depends on my mood man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Who will you choose to die with?&lt;br /&gt;whoever wanna come with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Where have you been today?&lt;br /&gt;where else, but school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. What game do you play often?&lt;br /&gt;is basketball consider a game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;64. Who are you missing right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dearest love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. If you’ve to choose between friend n loves, who will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;it's no longer a "if" question to me. it's relaity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;seriously not obvious what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Which primary school are you from?&lt;br /&gt;oh god, why am i answering all this questions here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Name 3 colours that you like?&lt;br /&gt;brown, green and white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. What emotion you like to show?&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. What is your life to you?&lt;br /&gt;what's life without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. If you have something troubling you, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;stoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Who did you last chat in msn today?&lt;br /&gt;my dearest friend who asked me to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Who so you admire most?&lt;br /&gt;my mummy greatest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Which month are you born in?&lt;br /&gt;october.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. How are you feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. What is the time now?&lt;br /&gt;1.13pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. what kind of person do u think the one who tagged u is?&lt;br /&gt;she can really emo at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. What colour did you use to dye hair?&lt;br /&gt;no dye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Why are you doing this test?&lt;br /&gt;thanks to tinny los.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. What do you do when you’re moody?&lt;br /&gt;i yearn for her huggs and kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. At which age you wish to get married?&lt;br /&gt;if we can get married? anytime man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Who is more important to you? Girlfriend or friends?&lt;br /&gt;i have this best of both worlds being a crooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. If today is the last day of your life, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;i would hold your hand and tell you i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after a rain?&lt;br /&gt;sure thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. If you have a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;let my mum have all her money back, dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. What is your goal for this year?&lt;br /&gt;to have a goal for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;br /&gt;i believe in fairytales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. What feeling do you love most?&lt;br /&gt;blissful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Do you really think its Gobal Warming now?&lt;br /&gt;it's full of disasters everywhere around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. What feeling you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;betrayal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;i can die for my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Do you believe in god?&lt;br /&gt;better to believe than sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Who cares for you most?&lt;br /&gt;my mummy ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;the unique and special bond established between me and my precious ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. What will you bring when you fight?&lt;br /&gt;myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. What have you done regretted doing in your whole life?&lt;br /&gt;playing too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. What would you feel that on one no longer cares for you?&lt;br /&gt;that is really too upseting to even go think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. What if your stead two-timed you?&lt;br /&gt;made a choice, mi or ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100.What do you want now?&lt;br /&gt;fly back now, baby!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions:Remove 1 question from the above add in your own personal question, and bold it.Next list 10 people whom you would want them to do this, at the end of the post.Notify them In their tag box that he/she has been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's really a suffer to answer these 100 questions. and i do not wan to put another ten peeps to suffer. sooo jus one would be enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1. dearest shorty!!! pls do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-5125544900302002629?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5125544900302002629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=5125544900302002629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/5125544900302002629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/5125544900302002629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-done-see-that-tinny-01.html' title=''/><author><name>walk with me.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-6407776314123582746</id><published>2008-06-15T13:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:36:14.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/SFSutVOoBtI/AAAAAAAAAmU/k0yHAQjGNUc/s1600-h/CIMG1712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211982762590340818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" height="174" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/SFSutVOoBtI/AAAAAAAAAmU/k0yHAQjGNUc/s320/CIMG1712.JPG" width="205" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello people. im back. The blog looks so dead so let Val almighty warm it up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hong kong was fun especially Disneyland. i shall let the pictures do the talking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/SFSvRFHrkbI/AAAAAAAAAmc/ap9wV_HgI14/s1600-h/CIMG1774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211983376741536178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 80px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px" height="138" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/SFSvRFHrkbI/AAAAAAAAAmc/ap9wV_HgI14/s320/CIMG1774.JPG" width="146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh let me show you guys my scandal too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy wappy! cant wait to see you guys in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh oh oh.. i bought a little something for all of you too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you guys will D-I-Y with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211983966734450562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="224" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/SFSvzbA8_4I/AAAAAAAAAmk/umprm5pn-5M/s320/DSC01381.JPG" width="186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;your name initials from Disneyland!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A for Angel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E for Evee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;S for Shovis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;J for Jaden&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;not forgetting the new member R for Rongg.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See you gals back in school. Cheers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love VAL'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-6407776314123582746?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6407776314123582746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=6407776314123582746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/6407776314123582746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/6407776314123582746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/SFSutVOoBtI/AAAAAAAAAmU/k0yHAQjGNUc/s72-c/CIMG1712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-5504222716405143126</id><published>2008-05-23T23:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T01:17:00.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've deleted some of my past post, just decided to do that in a moment of thought.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, cheers to my sister, she's got her license few days back, and have been driving me around already.&lt;br /&gt;Thou she's still quite new, but i can foresee she's going to be an aizai driver soon.&lt;br /&gt;She 's flying to thailand on Sunday, her getaway again.&lt;br /&gt;So envying, she keeps travelling. But i've prepared a loooooong shopping list for her alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;I love you ahji, have a safe and FUN trip. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that, tmr's going to be a long day for me, working at the Singapore Flyers.&lt;br /&gt;The thought of meeting them 7am @ cityhall kills me , it means i have to wake up at a dreadful time of 5.15am.&lt;br /&gt;*goodluck evelyn, please dont be late, if not the ''person in charge'' will say ''please go home''.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i sucked, cos i couldnt wake up for school again today, and i missed Developing Enterprise UT.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i will work hard for the next two DE UT. Promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bbf came back from her diving and shared w/ me how interesting and fun it is, &amp;amp; said i should join. But Rp doesnt have diving you see, so she suggested i should take it up in either Np or Sp.&lt;br /&gt;Im considering cos im having quite a phobia for open seas.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand im considering taking dance lessons as well, wonder if i'll have time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister just showed me this video, of a loving mother who protected her baby from the earthquake, &amp;amp; the message she left. Seeing all these natural disasters happening and so many lives being taken away, the feeling within me is really hard to explain, we should really treasure everyone ard us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Specially your loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-5504222716405143126?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5504222716405143126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=5504222716405143126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/5504222716405143126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/5504222716405143126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/05/ive-deleted-all-my-past-post-just.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-5706007351341171598</id><published>2008-05-16T02:23:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T02:50:23.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life is about pursuing and yet again, pursuing. when it gets really tiring, it worn you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, you jus do not feel like doing anything, you need a break from this all soooo superficial world. you wanna sleep your day away. Or rather, take some time off, go to a beach, sit on the breakwater, with the wind blowing onto your face, enjoying the sunset and reflect on whatever that you have been doing all this while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;questioned yourself, have you been doing what you want and have you not done what you should?!&lt;br /&gt;aint life is all about living it to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;if a relationship is not a one-sided thing?&lt;br /&gt;then why is it that we are always waiting for the other one to do something rather than being the one that is doing something.&lt;br /&gt;if you know taking this step forward would make a difference?&lt;br /&gt;then why is it none of us are taking that little easy step. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything happens for a reason, a relationship fails for a reason too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-5706007351341171598?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5706007351341171598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=5706007351341171598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/5706007351341171598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/5706007351341171598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/05/life-is-about-pursuing-and-yet-again.html' title=''/><author><name>walk with me.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-7271466906614977375</id><published>2008-05-13T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T21:09:28.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recently, i keep having this dream about myself running away with a guy. I didnt wanna voice it out bcos im afraid long long name might freaked out if i tell her so. And this morning, she actually came to tell me she had the same dream and the guy she saw was my ex-boyfriend. It's kinda scary. It makes me feels like im having an affair and i duno why. weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway, school sux. ive rework my PP scope twice and it has yet to be approved. I mailed my advisor but to no avail. so i have decided to mail a higher authority instead. It was then, i got my work marked immediately. And i finally have got a chance to meet up with her. Guess what, PP advisor is one of the grader. im black-listed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cant wait for holidays to come. i really need a get away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i tink its time to stop bullying evee. cant you tell agony is written all over her face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE VAL'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-7271466906614977375?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7271466906614977375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=7271466906614977375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/7271466906614977375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/7271466906614977375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/05/recently-i-keep-having-this-dream-about.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-4581481100158313859</id><published>2008-05-10T14:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T11:18:33.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Celebrating mommy's day today,&lt;br /&gt;Having the best mommy in the world is the best gift ever.&lt;br /&gt;She forgives all my wrongs, accepted all my bad,&lt;br /&gt;Cries with any sadness i face &amp;amp; gave me all the love nobody can ever give.&lt;br /&gt;Though there might be times i felt she was biase, times where i felt she was so naggy&lt;br /&gt;that i couldn't stand it and times where i wish i totally need not have to talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;But it never lasted more than a day, that is why if there is real love for one another,&lt;br /&gt;love can overcome it.&lt;br /&gt;mummy might be weak in health, might be unreasonable at times, might be naggy.&lt;br /&gt;But she is one person who keeps me going in life.&lt;br /&gt;w/o her, i might not be where i am now, she is my only strength.&lt;br /&gt;when im sad and devastated, i always know she is there to comfort and cry w/ me.&lt;br /&gt;All in all, i just love her.&lt;br /&gt;Of cos daddy as well cos i'll never forget the way he kissed me and said '' papa shi zui ai ni de. '' :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, would be going out later, to visit my beloved popo and gong gong.&lt;br /&gt;it's been months since i visited them. &amp;amp; bringing family out to eat in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, lets talk about ystd, it was a formal wear day as i had a presentation at the lecture hall instead of in the class, and there was another class of people and 3 facis judging you.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; you guessed it, i made a fool again. supposingly my slide was perfect w/ no questions, until the point when i cut short my sentence and said only the front part about the golf course.&lt;br /&gt;I said ''it is challenging with spectacular holes''. without completing the sentence which is ''that has water hazzards around to negotiate.'' Thus everybody keep making fun of the ''hole'' thing.&lt;br /&gt;The faci even said '' spectacular holes? you mean what holes? big small holes? '' =(&lt;br /&gt;so embarrasing. Forget it , such a tough day.&lt;br /&gt;So at night, went out to K at Party World at TanjongP w/ friends. At least i sang and drank my heart out. Good thing is we got the Vip room at such a cheap price.&lt;br /&gt;Homed at 3am and fell aleep on the sofa immediately w/o bathing.&lt;br /&gt;Only to bathe just now. So numnua.&lt;br /&gt;Hello , your treat on salted crabs, i didnt forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;evee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-4581481100158313859?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4581481100158313859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=4581481100158313859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/4581481100158313859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/4581481100158313859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/05/celebrating-mommys-day-today-having.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-1406358851784910485</id><published>2008-04-29T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T01:41:44.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>they experienced heartbreaks but yet try again.&lt;br /&gt;some gave up without even giving a shot.&lt;br /&gt;they fall outta it but still there, putting all they have,&lt;br /&gt;giving the best of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-they know that it had long ended but with the slightest hope they are holding on, they choose to live in self-denial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, how love is love?! how sweet is sweet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if love is a game?! who are the players that can afford to lose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who do not wan to win?!&lt;br /&gt;-but im sure, your not given a choice until you prepare to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-angel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-1406358851784910485?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1406358851784910485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=1406358851784910485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/1406358851784910485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/1406358851784910485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/04/they-experienced-heartbreaks-but-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>walk with me.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-3358530490960967962</id><published>2008-04-21T21:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:36:15.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay okay. i should continue the ball rolling by posting a new entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well.. i just dun understand whats with the solo pics. Hahahs.. we've got rongg's, evee's, chris's. And so i'm just gonna cont with the trend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/SAye5X5AYHI/AAAAAAAAAl0/K6c1sujpvpA/s1600-h/7eleven-04Mar08-0098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191699178954186866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 72px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" height="118" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/SAye5X5AYHI/AAAAAAAAAl0/K6c1sujpvpA/s200/7eleven-04Mar08-0098.jpg" width="82" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a review of my swollen face for 7-11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hopefully we'll see angel's and shovis's in no time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, moving on... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i tink april is a perfect month. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-My relaxing yet fulfilling birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-My cakes &amp;amp; presents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-My licence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-My pay coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-A new family member &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Long long name's frens gathering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i tink they like me. hahahas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coming to that, ill talk a little about it. We went for qian hu fish farm with her friends and did the spa massage together. i crashed one of the fishes. opps=x we went netting for fish and brought them home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/SAyk-H5AYJI/AAAAAAAAAmE/dL5My6lcYFg/s1600-h/1_874422255m%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191705857628332178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="126" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/SAyk-H5AYJI/AAAAAAAAAmE/dL5My6lcYFg/s200/1_874422255m%5B1%5D.jpg" width="170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Itchy bitchy fishy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a title=" itchy bitchy fishy : spa massage" href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/9675885/1/874422255" alt=" itchy bitchy fishy : spa massage"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/SAyhN35AYII/AAAAAAAAAl8/q_GS-Rjlxbk/s1600-h/DSC01358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191701730164760706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="87" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/SAyhN35AYII/AAAAAAAAAl8/q_GS-Rjlxbk/s200/DSC01358.JPG" width="125" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;two hours worth of effort&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well.. not mentioning about being competitive and talking about the bitchy ladies, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my class is quite alright. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, i guess this sums up what i have been doing for the pass few weeks. its your turn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh everyone, say hi to my new family member!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/SAypJH5AYKI/AAAAAAAAAmM/EmxxbAb_9eU/s1600-h/DSC00653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191710444653404322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/SAypJH5AYKI/AAAAAAAAAmM/EmxxbAb_9eU/s320/DSC00653.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/SAypJH5AYKI/AAAAAAAAAmM/EmxxbAb_9eU/s1600-h/DSC00653.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/SAypJH5AYKI/AAAAAAAAAmM/EmxxbAb_9eU/s1600-h/DSC00653.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-3358530490960967962?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3358530490960967962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=3358530490960967962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/3358530490960967962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/3358530490960967962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/04/okay-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/SAye5X5AYHI/AAAAAAAAAl0/K6c1sujpvpA/s72-c/7eleven-04Mar08-0098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-3335012158583386663</id><published>2008-04-02T21:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:36:15.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R_OP4_uGdEI/AAAAAAAAAls/epGYIHMi2Mg/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184645805373813826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R_OP4_uGdEI/AAAAAAAAAls/epGYIHMi2Mg/s320/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey guys, yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCHOOL IS FINALLY STARTING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;so that means scave after going separate ways during holi's&lt;br /&gt;have time to meet up and catch up in school!&lt;br /&gt;except for evee tho, =(&lt;br /&gt;evee will only be joining us a week after school starts.&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT EVEE?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;as val was complaining that she doesn't have my blog link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whenfallenangelsarecrushed.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.whenfallenangelsarecrushed.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here's it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU ALL OWE ME&lt;br /&gt;HUGS AND KISSES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ciao, &lt;strong&gt;christ.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-3335012158583386663?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3335012158583386663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=3335012158583386663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/3335012158583386663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/3335012158583386663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/04/hey-guys-yup.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R_OP4_uGdEI/AAAAAAAAAls/epGYIHMi2Mg/s72-c/Image023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-3210232680338575835</id><published>2008-04-02T00:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T00:40:44.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOOKING FOR AUTHENTIC YET CHEAP &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FRED PERRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; STUFFS..&lt;br /&gt;CHECK THIS WEBBIE OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sugary-cupcakes.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://sugary-cupcakes.livejournal.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-3210232680338575835?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3210232680338575835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=3210232680338575835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/3210232680338575835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/3210232680338575835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/04/looking-for-authentic-yet-cheap-fred.html' title=''/><author><name>walk with me.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-5459295943557353567</id><published>2008-03-26T00:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:36:15.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, dearest people. I know i've been missing for quite some time, same for you guys too. Haven't heard from you all in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school's starting real soon, we'll be seeing each other so damn often alrdy. No worries. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, just lemme briefly update you guys w/ a little bit of my life, detailed info can be saved for school reopening break out talks ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i've been working and working like a wo-oh wo-oh. Totally sacrificing all my time to this job and many other things as well. Sometimes i dont even know if its worth it, but overall i have super nice and humerous colleagues to make everyday fun for me. Just like you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This job i even have to study many things, but the good thing is you can keep getting promoted and get recognise for yur efforts. So how much effort you put in, equals to how much returns you get. True enough. Of course a little luck is needed as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days i've been '' Hello! (smiling and waving frantically to uncles and aunties) Im representing Sing***. ''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually its quite fun when you meet nicey wicey people, but those slam doors are definitely huge turnoffs. But still i have to smile and maintain my attitude. Like a bloody actress. Haha. &amp;amp; i hope i dont gain weight cos im practically having supper every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, im qualifying to become a trainer this week. Super H I G H.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, tomorrow no needa be in the office, just needa hit field at 5 plus. But got a appointment w/ J for my art. Maybe sis or bbf would company me. Many friends turned 8teen recently and im envying. July come pleaseee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i bought pets for myself ! Fighting fishes. One male and one female, bloody fish shop owner tells me they wont fight, they might even mate, so i bought the female one too. Ended up the guy keep attacking her, so i seperated them, guess what, the girl wanted to squeeze over w/ the guy. I think they are really SM. Put together fight but still wanna mate. Godness. The female almost died. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life aint very beautiful and nice right now, but i'll try to make them be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;FUN&lt;/em&gt; = Forget Unecessary Negatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrations and many Team outings coming up !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scave meet up soooooon. Andyes, rong, you're coming back on June right? Good, in time for my 8teen. much loves to all my darlings. Take good care. Including you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;evee&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R-kxcPuGdDI/AAAAAAAAAlk/jfyOwvPyiNQ/s1600-h/evee06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181727207592457266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R-kxcPuGdDI/AAAAAAAAAlk/jfyOwvPyiNQ/s320/evee06.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;em&gt;loves.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know you all miss my face. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-5459295943557353567?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5459295943557353567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=5459295943557353567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/5459295943557353567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/5459295943557353567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-dearest-people.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R-kxcPuGdDI/AAAAAAAAAlk/jfyOwvPyiNQ/s72-c/evee06.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-3875764912360227330</id><published>2008-03-11T20:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:36:16.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Christ Votes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R9aBRqj4zEI/AAAAAAAAAlc/fz8sj-TYDG8/s1600-h/love+is+not+abt+gender.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176466962191535170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R9aBRqj4zEI/AAAAAAAAAlc/fz8sj-TYDG8/s320/love+is+not+abt+gender.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-3875764912360227330?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3875764912360227330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=3875764912360227330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/3875764912360227330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/3875764912360227330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/03/christ-votes.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R9aBRqj4zEI/AAAAAAAAAlc/fz8sj-TYDG8/s72-c/love+is+not+abt+gender.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-1434753928026465925</id><published>2008-03-11T16:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T16:16:15.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes. i totally agree with Rongg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is rather impressive especially when its coming out from Angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...im working DAILY, im pushing myself to earn big bucks &amp;amp; i duno for what reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahs... when is the meet up where everyone is saying so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to eat hot &amp;amp; spicy ban mian with you people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE VAL-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-1434753928026465925?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1434753928026465925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=1434753928026465925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/1434753928026465925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/1434753928026465925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/03/yes.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-5332776563282834923</id><published>2008-03-10T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T23:27:00.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gay marriage is no big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to realize how precious human life is, when there are tsunamis and mudslides, when there are armies and terrorists - at any moment, you could be gone, and potentially in the most brutal fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you have to realize that love is truly one of the most extraordinary things you can experience in your life. To begrudge someone else their love of another person because of gender seems to be absolutely absurd. It's based in fear, fear of the other, fear of what is not like you. But when you are able to see lives on a day-to-day basis, rather than reducing it to politics, then it humanizes a whole community of people that were otherwise invisible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angel,&lt;br /&gt;meaningful and true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-5332776563282834923?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5332776563282834923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=5332776563282834923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/5332776563282834923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/5332776563282834923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/03/gay-marriage-is-no-big-deal.html' title=''/><author><name>walk with me.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-7588979122416006065</id><published>2008-03-09T15:57:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:36:16.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's my TURN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you guys miss rongggg and hab been askin for her bloggy add from mi, and of cus i do too (: after much struggling, FINALLY i should say, at least 2 months hab past. plus and minus, 4 more months to go.. counting down to the days for your return. love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo, now i shall post a little updates...&lt;br /&gt;can you guys see that my baby girl is practically enjoying her life, when she is supposed to go there and study. but, she is like travellin like nobody business and neglected yours truly here. with that, here is my evidence, she caught action inside the train on her way to amsterdam, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UtkNocZZzdM/R9Oji3gmA0I/AAAAAAAAABM/F-jM6OFKPX4/s1600-h/IMG_7200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175660216190370626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="215" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UtkNocZZzdM/R9Oji3gmA0I/AAAAAAAAABM/F-jM6OFKPX4/s320/IMG_7200.JPG" width="321" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UtkNocZZzdM/R9Oji3gmA0I/AAAAAAAAABM/F-jM6OFKPX4/s1600-h/IMG_7200.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see her with that little bigg thick book on her lap with a high-lighter in her hand which make her look totally hardworkin?!GOODNESS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet she is definitely not studyin and thinkin of where to start off her journey when she reached her destination. sooo, in order to make herself to feel a little comforted, with less guilt, there she goes, with a high-lighter in her small little hand and a bigg thick book to break her legs (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People.! i need a life too cus im totally lonely here in singapore with no income to support mi for splurging, needless say, travelling.! NO ONE WANTS TO EMPLOY MI, but then again, they say im jus too picky on jobs. sooo too bad.&lt;br /&gt;P/s: anyway, i hope im already makin it damn obvious to you guys that we should meet up soon?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angel&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-7588979122416006065?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7588979122416006065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=7588979122416006065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/7588979122416006065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/7588979122416006065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-turn-to-update-little.html' title=''/><author><name>walk with me.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UtkNocZZzdM/R9Oji3gmA0I/AAAAAAAAABM/F-jM6OFKPX4/s72-c/IMG_7200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-7463554497924395551</id><published>2008-03-05T01:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T02:41:51.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay. Its been some time since i last posted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, i haven't been meeting up with you girls lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;' Where have all of you been? busy wusy bunch of people, please kindly lift your asses out of home &amp;amp; meet your beloved birdy here, Thank You. '&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've been missing ALL of you, and rong be back soon and we can have fun together! .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That aside, this few weeks of vaction is very unproductive for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*have not been working&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*not learning any new things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*sleeping my days away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*slouching in the sofa watching tv &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*shop ard the streets and wasting $ on nonsense stuffs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*donating an insane amount on useless 4d &amp;amp; 10 million toto (basically 'Charity' to the S'pore pools) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What the hell am i doing. Well, I deserve a Cunt-head award.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nonetheless, i see many things happening around me despite all these shit.Sometimes, its better not to trust people i guess. Im rather pissed with somebody for doing that something. Nevermind, i've learnt my lesson and i shall not be so naive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay, now, i shall make my remaining weeks productive till school vacation ends, would be working non stop till school reopens. So people, this is the only week im free. From next week on, it'll be full blast of working till school starts. Please be updated and come out soon. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BBF b'day is coming, like finally for her, hopefully i can take off that day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; hopefully work will be smooth for me. Cause i dont think i want to get slammed in the face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Plus getting-fatter-darling(&lt;em&gt;ButIstillLoveYou&lt;/em&gt;) is outside now and not accompanying me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;GETALIFE EVELYN ! See people, call me out now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;timecheck : 2.30am. even if someone calls me out now, i wont be able to go, getting-fatter-darling is the cause. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;evee &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-7463554497924395551?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7463554497924395551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=7463554497924395551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/7463554497924395551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/7463554497924395551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/03/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-8530113976117602752</id><published>2008-03-01T22:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T22:51:21.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bloody hell. im chosen to be one of the student leaders for CIE.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahas.. funny isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val almighty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-8530113976117602752?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8530113976117602752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=8530113976117602752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/8530113976117602752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/8530113976117602752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/03/bloody-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-1509625953255499224</id><published>2008-02-29T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T17:57:16.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yes, ive spring-clean my room too. &amp;amp; now its sparkling clean.&lt;br /&gt;Well things are much better for me now. its Rainbow after the rain. im doing good=)&lt;br /&gt;Other than waiting for another test date to come again, ive finally found myself a job!&lt;br /&gt;My first in my entire 18years. Claps pls....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahs.. it'll be at the esplanade so pls do drop by if you gals are free.&lt;br /&gt;i dare not eat lunch alone ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya... i just recalled i haven transfer the money for rong's present cos ive accidentally deleted&lt;br /&gt;the message away. Evee, could you pls send me your no again? so sorry for they delay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Angel:&lt;br /&gt;Ive finally found myself a job, hope it'll be for you soon. Take care.&lt;br /&gt;im only a hello away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Chris:&lt;br /&gt;I bet you have lost tons of weight bcos im not here to accompany for milk tea.&lt;br /&gt;i noe nice places that sells milk tea &amp;amp; i can bring you there anytime =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Evee:&lt;br /&gt;Im missing your burping. Where have you disappeared to? &lt;br /&gt;its really time to meet up=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Shovis:&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry for not attending your little party as something was held up last min.&lt;br /&gt;But still... you are not forgotten. Esp when you say "Chua sai" outside Taka.&lt;br /&gt;its still playing in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Rong:&lt;br /&gt;Hello. i seriously dun mind contributing to your funds as long as the presents you are getting are doubled! Hahahs.. you take care.&lt;br /&gt;We shall all fetch you from the airport if you wish to see=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VAL- back in action!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-1509625953255499224?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1509625953255499224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=1509625953255499224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/1509625953255499224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/1509625953255499224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-yes-ive-spring-clean-my-room-too.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-8196572603255464988</id><published>2008-01-28T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T12:07:57.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I just spring clean-ed my room ystd, packed my wardrobe, vacuum the floor, chucking out old stuffs &amp;amp; yadah yadah. My room i s spick and span now, just that its not repainted. Haven't got the time to do it so i hope i can squeeze out some time to repaint my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, im feeling very&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; now, i think is due to those chocolates i ate and because all my friends are happy, you know friends can affect your mood pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i realised i haven been eating much chocolate since secondary school days. When you have a dark chocolate friend who always reminds you what she ate for breakfast for example, chocolate bread, chocolate cake, dark chocolate biscuits and many many more. She tempts and psycho you till your mind is full of chocolate and hola, the next second we'll be buying chocolates at the shop outside our school. Nonetheless, it's the dearest gf, Bienna. =) We havent ate our chocolate fondue etc, we used to say everyday that we'll go eat this day that day, but so far it hasnt come yet. Haven seen her for like years, please take some time to meet evefy.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, im missing secondary days fun so much. How i wish im given a chance to seat back in the class again, hearing those nonsense from the crazy classmates, Priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, im treasuring the time spent with my darlings in RP now, they were the ones who made me &lt;em&gt;Birdy&lt;/em&gt; but still loves me. Thou&lt;em&gt; someone&lt;/em&gt; shouted just now, right?&lt;br /&gt;Ok, still feeling happy , though some sickness has been troubling me alot lately and spent quite alot of money on it. I hope it dies off soon. Its giving me alot of uncomfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and thank dad for fetching me to school though it's very very inconvenient for you and worst your car broke down on the highway ystd while showing me whats a drag with your car. haha. Best dad.&lt;br /&gt;Its last week of school before super holidays arrive. I foresee a&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;drained-out-by-work-but-money-maker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BBF&lt;/strong&gt;, time to find some jobs !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-8196572603255464988?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8196572603255464988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=8196572603255464988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/8196572603255464988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/8196572603255464988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-just-spring-clean-ed-my-room-ystd.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-8192438879330974996</id><published>2008-01-28T14:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T14:42:45.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tell me i would survive this thru.&lt;br /&gt;6months ain't that SHORT after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;+++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;it seems like a thousand years, by the time you are back, we can settled for old folks home.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angel.&lt;br /&gt;roars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-8192438879330974996?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8192438879330974996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=8192438879330974996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/8192438879330974996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/8192438879330974996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/01/tell-me-i-would-survive-this-thru.html' title=''/><author><name>walk with me.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-7277761408863844929</id><published>2008-01-28T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:36:17.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;super baD ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;havin' singapore tO aDvertise aBout herself tO increase e nO. of tOurist cOmin' tO singapore for holiday? hOw could this happen when the 'certis.cisco' or who ever at e custom 'Re bein' so super ruDe and rediculious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;this is what happen :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;was on my way to JB on thur. with fei.fei! being stuCked in between thousanDs of bikes (take a look at the photo taken) . could have simply dieD of air pollution! after aBout 2hours we manageD tO get to the counter . . . THEN we realised that we've got into e wrong lane, it was e biometrical.lane for those malaysian who 'Re usin' their thuMb prints ... what's worse is that this guy who belongings tO e cisco told us to follow him so poor fei.fei pusheD his bike and aft. a distance that iDiot told us to U.turn baCk to singapore and re.enter again if we wish to continue our journey tO malaysia ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R503pMPy0jI/AAAAAAAAAlM/T53v78kpN_w/s1600-h/DSC00465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160341928838091314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R503pMPy0jI/AAAAAAAAAlM/T53v78kpN_w/s200/DSC00465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R503pcPy0kI/AAAAAAAAAlU/w-CkvaoW1wQ/s1600-h/DSC00466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160341933133058626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R503pcPy0kI/AAAAAAAAAlU/w-CkvaoW1wQ/s200/DSC00466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;china has millions of bicycles . singapore has thousands of bikes ! ! ! &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;WHAT THE HELL'S THIS ! ! !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;he could 've told us what we need to do and talk nicely instead of askin' us to follow him like iDiot than told us out of a suDden that we need to re.enter again ... &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*super.anger!*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;it make me think twice.thrice and fries gOin' to JB again, dun wish to see those irritatin' . ruDe jerks spoilin' singapore's image thinkin' that their somebOdy when they 'Re not.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fOr gOd seek they 'Re not even police and they have to riGhts to do many things ... suCkers! ! ! !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;enOugh of eM. ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;felt so tireD so i deciDed tO skip schl tOghther with birDy on thur. went to fei.fei's house and eventually i got lost takin' bus there so i took a caB down instead! ! ! &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;stupiD.girl!&lt;/span&gt; weekend was fun for me as i get to riDe his bike .. ever since i've passeD , its been 1mnth before i got a bike to riDe .. it was quite fun riDin' aRound! &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;((:&lt;/span&gt; friday, went back home early, than went round riDin' with aHkiang. : riDin' yangzai. and alex alongin' tO queesway fOllow by westmall to meet jiajun and slurpee ! ! ! &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;tOday! i riDe tO schl with aHkiang! fiRst time dOin' that and it was quite okie as the jOurney was safe &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;((:&lt;/span&gt; schl's suCk and i hate this stupid faCi. , she suCk big time ... hmMmmm ... can't wait for schl to end cOs' i get to meet my &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"kentang"&lt;/span&gt; again !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;yieEeepiIiiiii ! ! ! &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;poor birDy! got stuCkeD in e highway as her daDdy's car broke.dOwn just before wooDland's exit and aNgel say that we must pity her later when we see her .. ahahaHa! poor birDy! kena bully again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;endure okie birDy! count down .. 4 mre days to go ! ! ! jia you ! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i lOve u all ... &lt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccccff;"&gt;PS: baGedel ! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-7277761408863844929?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7277761408863844929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=7277761408863844929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/7277761408863844929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/7277761408863844929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/01/super-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R503pMPy0jI/AAAAAAAAAlM/T53v78kpN_w/s72-c/DSC00465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-2545953830252893056</id><published>2008-01-27T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T13:25:43.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All is lost.&lt;br /&gt;what have i done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im back to my old self the one i thought i left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say:&lt;br /&gt;The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past;&lt;br /&gt;you can't go forward in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches.&lt;br /&gt;[i cant fucking do that.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;i need to try to remember how it felt like..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Characterized by good luck; fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;2. Enjoying, showing, or marked by pleasure, satisfaction, or joy.&lt;br /&gt;3. Being especially well-adapted; felicitous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Cheerful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;and some stuff that i have never felt:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. To have a deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection and solicitude toward (a person): We love our parents. I love my friends.&lt;br /&gt;2. To have a feeling of intense desire and attraction toward (a person).&lt;br /&gt;3. To have an intense emotional attachment to: loves his house.&lt;br /&gt;4. a. To embrace or caress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    b. To have sexual intercourse with.&lt;br /&gt;5. To like or desire enthusiastically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. Theology To have charity for.&lt;br /&gt;7. To thrive on; need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;why do my parents hate me so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;why...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[maybe i just need time to be alone, i told her im never gona meet her when she wanted to see me. we are just paining each other. i have fucking commitment problems. and i fucking dont need anyone.. ]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;because one learns her lesson when there was no one to trust before that and hope was lost. hoping leads to dissappointments, misplacement of trust leads to just another wound. i dun need another wound. hate me. i need you to hate me to leave me. i rather kill myself then hurt you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;                                                                                                        Christ Jaden&lt;/span&gt; [my last post]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-2545953830252893056?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2545953830252893056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=2545953830252893056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/2545953830252893056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/2545953830252893056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/01/all-is-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-3840513582024747196</id><published>2008-01-23T16:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T16:48:14.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh man. today's lesson is so boring.&lt;br /&gt;I actually have fun doing ppt..&lt;br /&gt;geezz how boring is that.&lt;br /&gt;i swear im gona get fat soon.&lt;br /&gt;brownies and icecream everyday + spicy wedges!!&lt;br /&gt;lets see, im sick of medi. every morning wake up gotta swallow 5 different type of them.&lt;br /&gt; gross shit. nv fail to spoil my day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to do this quiz that my fren was doing....The Dating Persona Test!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i am...&lt;br /&gt;The Wild Rose&lt;br /&gt;Random Brutal Love Dreamer (RBLD) Colorful, but unpicked. You are The Wild Rose.Prone to bouts of cynicism, sarcasm, and thorns, you excite a certain kind of man. Hoping to gather you up, he flirts and winks and asks you out, ultimately professing his love. Then you make him bleed. Why? Because you're the rare, independent, self-sufficient kind of woman who does want love, but not from a weakling.You don't seem to take yourself too seriously, and that's refreshing. You aren't uptight; you don't over-plan. Romance-wise, sex isn't a top priority--a true relationship would be preferable. For your age, you haven't had a lot of bonafide love experience, though, and this kind of gets to core of the issue. You're very selective.The problem is them, not you, right? You have lofty standards that few measure up to. You're out there all right, but not to be picked up by just anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were discussing about wrist slashing and pain inflicted today.YUP. WE. gawd. how sadistic and emo can we get? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this feeling i want out again. i seriously dun like being attach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Being attached = RESPONSIBILITIES&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zinc said:"dun flirt with vivi lah. later she jealous how?"&lt;br /&gt;christ said:" but its only basic manners to flirt back what.. if she flirted and i never flirt back. she would be so paisei."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geezzz. im PEKCHEK ARH.&lt;br /&gt;angel cummon. teach me how you do it.. haha.maturity? sensibility? BULLSHIT!! rawr.&lt;br /&gt;                                       &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                            - christ jaden&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-3840513582024747196?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3840513582024747196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=3840513582024747196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/3840513582024747196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/3840513582024747196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/01/wild-rose-random-brutal-love-dreamer.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-8961878638875785807</id><published>2008-01-23T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T12:57:35.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today's a wednesday and i should buy 4d. Better strike please. I've been donating to sgpools quite alot recently. Its payback time. :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I need to shop really badly, but doesnt matter i shall leave it to next week to do all the shoppings. Then i'll have more to spare.&lt;br /&gt;Visited T3 on sunday with my guy and spent quite alot on candy empire and stuff,thanks to him. &amp;amp; Yes, T3 is big, more like a shopping mall rather than a terminal. Pretty interesting thou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped school on monday as i overslept and replenish my beauty sleep the whole day. In the evening, brought xuan xuan downstairs to the playground with sister, and even with the two of us around, it is damn hard to take care of her. Naughty and stubborn is all i can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday had UT, so had to attend school, lessons were fine, went for break at the coffeshop outside the school and decided not to eat, obviously, got scolded by "Birdy's" friends. Lessons ended early and homed, e35e's decided to change plan of going Langkawi to Genting and KL instead. Should i go? They alrdy accomodated to me by changing tour places, but got to spend quite alot if i go. Okay, Shall considerate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a tan soooon , those people who promised to go sentosa with me , pls dont forget else i'll shave your hairs. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;sometimes i'll still feel a little empty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;but life's life. thou i really miss the sweel ol days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i love those who love me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-8961878638875785807?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8961878638875785807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=8961878638875785807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/8961878638875785807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/8961878638875785807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/01/todays-wednesday-and-i-should-buy-4d.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-3766704369146867293</id><published>2008-01-22T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T21:00:53.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its her smiles..</title><content type='html'>IM A HAPPY PERSON!!!!&lt;br /&gt;okay. lets ignore what the doctor say.&lt;br /&gt;he says no matter surgery or not its gona take at least 3 months for my hand to like heal.&lt;br /&gt;so ohwell, LETS BBALL PPL!!&lt;br /&gt;gawd. make victor buy waffle and coke for us all.&lt;br /&gt;LUNCH ON HIM or smthing.&lt;br /&gt;i really miss the W45Q days.&lt;br /&gt;the mountain of snacks.&lt;br /&gt;the endless chats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from da ge, rong sounds like shes having a really tough time over there.&lt;br /&gt;go there like skeleton le. come back.... "SCREAMS!!"&lt;br /&gt;gawddddd.. please eat and NV NV NEVER. learn from Birdy kae.&lt;br /&gt;we just keep telling her that shes only gona get fatter if she goes on skipping meals.&lt;br /&gt;well. she wont listen LAH!&lt;br /&gt;wait just wait like 2days and tada &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 MORE KG&lt;/span&gt;! (wahahhaaa!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for you guys info. yup. im back with her.&lt;br /&gt;it was a pretty funny thing.&lt;br /&gt;to think she was actually jealous when her fren hit on me, when she told me she didnt care.&lt;br /&gt;thats like. CUTE. haha.&lt;br /&gt;geezz... and i have sexy voice and a great whole body muscle cramp! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheeros~ gotta go cold turkey soon.&lt;br /&gt;kicking all bad habits.&lt;br /&gt;TRASH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: rong~~ i bet you people watch alot over there. cummon shareshare! *GRINS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love - christ jaden&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-3766704369146867293?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3766704369146867293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=3766704369146867293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/3766704369146867293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/3766704369146867293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-happy-person-okay.html' title='its her smiles..'/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-7498907510769471367</id><published>2008-01-22T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T11:14:57.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;helO! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaha! finally after tryin' so hard to figure out how to log in .. its been months since i last updateD and nOw since e skin is super.nice and girly! i shall update everyday if i can ... thanks! friend for all e hard.work ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;time really flys and we've oreaDii. arriveD in a new year and its also e 2nd last week of school of the few of us !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so much things has happen be it sad or happy, i've learnt a very big lesson which i'll regret for e rest of my life ... imiss him and just how much he means to me even if he's small! evee. i agreed with u that BLUE! is cute. ... hmMmm ... really want to thank aNgel. &amp;amp; evee. for all and everythin' , bein' there for me all the time when im super down. and i prOmise u guys that there will be one.day for u to be close with a &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;BLUE!&lt;/span&gt; or a &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;PINK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks alOt baBy! toO for accompanyin' me every as and when u can, givin' me things that i want even when im super cranky , scoldin' u and treatin' u baDly ... SUNDAY! was a happy day, surprised fei.fei and was invited insiDe e house! woOohOo!!! ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway, im so.sorry for e lousy blog entry and wastin' your tme to reaD it. but u can choose not to reaD it ! ilOv. all my frienDs such as one called &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;birDy!&lt;/span&gt; thOugh she can be real irritatin' at tmes ... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i shall update with cmth more interestin' smetme soon yup. ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anybody who wants to dOnate money tO us please feel free too, raisin' money for aNgel now to help her as she has lost smth far away frm home !!! but dOn't worry we'll help u find bk your precious REAL.SOON! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*uncle.sam*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ps. : visii.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-7498907510769471367?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7498907510769471367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=7498907510769471367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/7498907510769471367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/7498907510769471367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/01/helo-ahaha-finally-after-tryin-so-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-3598481399654253385</id><published>2008-01-20T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T22:48:43.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh oh oh... victor says he's buying me a coke and a waffle if i shoot in in a freethrow.&lt;br /&gt;So what are you people waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;come come come....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-VaL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-3598481399654253385?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3598481399654253385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=3598481399654253385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/3598481399654253385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/3598481399654253385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-oh-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-1937513039745033315</id><published>2008-01-19T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T13:01:41.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My god... i spent like half a day looking for the navigations and ended up realised there isnt any only until i asked Chris. Argh... stupid Angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised, ill drop a post because the blog skin was wonderfully renewed.&lt;br /&gt;oh my... rong actually drop a comment. im so amazed. so curious how's it going over there.&lt;br /&gt;Rem to take lotsa pics for us to see.&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to get nicey wisey presents for us, pretty gal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to update cause there were nothing special in my life. Other than my mum coming back to Spore with lotsa things for me, the rest are plain boring. I've been planning to skip my lesson one by one and have thus decided to keep it until the last week. Which means im not coming for the entire of the last week. Cool isnt it? i noe all of you mustbe jealous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im seriously looking for a job. i dun wanna laze around and wait for my parents to feed me for the rest of 3months. sounds like a useless. My dad wans me to work in his shop, but i dont because i clearly noes that ill end up like a queen, eating KFC in front of the tv.&lt;br /&gt;My dad says he wans to bring me oversea during Chinese New Year, but it hits on my TP date too. I dun wanna give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Angel's TP date is 2days later. All the best Maggi. im waiting for the good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-VaL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-1937513039745033315?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1937513039745033315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=1937513039745033315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/1937513039745033315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/1937513039745033315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-god.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-193238238546827660</id><published>2008-01-18T15:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T19:50:17.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lastdayBBall-ing&lt;br /&gt;tillalonglongtime.&lt;br /&gt;butbballinghelpsmefeelahelllotbetter,&lt;br /&gt;mondaygottagodoctorappointment.&lt;br /&gt;soishallseeyouguysontuesday.&lt;br /&gt;hopefullyhedunputmeinthecaseofaneroxic,&lt;br /&gt;andifuckingdontneedasurgery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly.&lt;br /&gt;ihopeidiefromthiscoughsoon.&lt;br /&gt;itskillingme. okaywaskidding.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANA FLY AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;I WANA RUN AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is a artwork that does not come with an eraser.&lt;br /&gt;nothing can be undone can it?&lt;br /&gt;i decided to distance after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall wait for my illness to kill me.&lt;br /&gt;fuck the doctor. im sick of my life.&lt;br /&gt;bec when death comes.&lt;br /&gt;i will be standing there waiting for that with open arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-christ jaden&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-193238238546827660?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/193238238546827660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=193238238546827660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/193238238546827660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/193238238546827660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/01/lastdaybball-ing-tillalonglongtime.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-1534921110144420636</id><published>2008-01-17T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T15:56:23.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think im freaking sick.&lt;br /&gt;mentality and physically.&lt;br /&gt;STOP THIS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. trying to gain weight.&lt;br /&gt;so even when i dint feel like eating i have to eat.&lt;br /&gt;lets see i have been puking everything out 2days straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping doesnt help, piano doesnt help.&lt;br /&gt;so i did smoking and it just makes it worse.&lt;br /&gt;nothing helps why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;♥ Choo ` - said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i duno but i feel that its like u have given up hope on everything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, maybe i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im gona die sometime soon anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;stupid illness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;in fact i just want to die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;♥ Choo ` - said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i duno what happen that caused u to give up hope on everything, but im sure those who care wont give up on u..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;★ S A M ! ☆ - said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;emotionless dont be a coward biatch&lt;br /&gt;think of the ppl around you&lt;br /&gt;even if you nv noticed them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i really gave up on everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i duno why, its just maybe i changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i hate what shes doing to herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;and why does she still have to do this? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;but i hate myself more then i hate her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HATEHATEHATE. it has been like that since young hadnt it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i died. the dead cant rse again from the grave. so i quit trying.&lt;br /&gt;SCREAMS!~&lt;br /&gt;jaden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-1534921110144420636?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1534921110144420636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=1534921110144420636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/1534921110144420636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/1534921110144420636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-think-im-freaking-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-3843904775467270864</id><published>2008-01-16T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T13:43:54.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>- sun shines after rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm the one who'll stay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you know I'll be standing here still&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be waiting for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here inside my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm the one &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who wants to love you more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You will see I can give you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything you need&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330099;"&gt;Believe in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330099;"&gt;I will make you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330099;"&gt;All the things that your heart needs to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;+++++++++++++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-how sure are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;specially delicated to evee... ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;//stay true, no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And some way, all the love can be saved. Whatever it takes, if you want, there'll be a way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;angel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-roars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-3843904775467270864?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3843904775467270864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=3843904775467270864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/3843904775467270864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/3843904775467270864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/01/sun-shines-after-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>walk with me.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-1017018612547089101</id><published>2008-01-13T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T13:11:23.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PURE wasted</title><content type='html'>sorry that i didnt tell you.&lt;br /&gt;but the next day, i really didnt have the mood to party.&lt;br /&gt;and i so did not wana spoil the mood over there.&lt;br /&gt;so i didnt went safra on sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead i went shopping to ease my fustrations. but that didnt help.&lt;br /&gt;so off i went to my fren's hse.&lt;br /&gt;we drink and drink and&lt;br /&gt;great i got fucking drunk.&lt;br /&gt;the hangover today totally suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea why my hands are swollen.&lt;br /&gt;why my leg hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing i only remember was i cause lala's sprain of ankle.&lt;br /&gt;msgs on hp shows that im saying stuff that i shouldnt be saying too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone just KILL ME. ARGH&lt;br /&gt;christ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-1017018612547089101?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1017018612547089101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=1017018612547089101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/1017018612547089101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/1017018612547089101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/01/pure-wasted.html' title='PURE wasted'/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-1748478715019259733</id><published>2008-01-07T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:36:17.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello wello people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, school reopens....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i seriously dread to come school but still im glad to see you gals again! it seems like it've been ages since we met. Hahahs... your laughters bring smile to my face=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay, shall update what ive been doing this holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than heading down to bbdc like mad everyday, the rest of the time was pretty well-spent. Quality time i would call it. *sweet sweet sweet*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R4I8Z0cVUKI/AAAAAAAAAlE/FrmaYRTEBQc/s1600-h/DSC00920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152747337937146018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R4I8Z0cVUKI/AAAAAAAAAlE/FrmaYRTEBQc/s320/DSC00920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahahs... i spolit all the plans which planned by her by being a Logcake on both christmas and count down. but still, i enjoyed both the special occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed down to Mount Faber for dinner on Christmas night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place was awwwwwe-some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was snowing=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh... evee complained that we never wish a Happy new year so im doing it now.&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahs.. look at evee's resolutions. i bet it'll still remain unchanged next new year.&lt;br /&gt;My TP date is coming and so is Angel's.&lt;br /&gt;She said she's gonna laugh at me if i do fail.&lt;br /&gt;Well.. i will too. Make sure ill laugh till my teeth drops if she happens to be the same.&lt;br /&gt;Bring it on, Maggi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesh! Congrats Visi for getting her license! i have yet to ride in a bike yet. Maybe ill let Visi to be my first=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahas... im praying real hard that time flies. Cant wait to get out of this class. Oh yes, my dear friends, im looking for a job. i will stop being a Daddy's gal. And stop laughing at me cos i am going to learn to take bus other than MRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask what my new year resolution is: to get my directions right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright alright shall see you girls on wed cos im not coming to school tml. Muhahas...&lt;br /&gt;Tml is shopping whopping for me! and ive alr brainstorm the food for tml two days ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Shall not be selfish and let me share.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna have egg omelette, donuts, mars bar and chessy sausage with mashed potatoe for lunch! Not forgetting to have taro turnover while walking my way passed burger king.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner dinner dinner.... and ramen for my dinner!&lt;br /&gt;*Evee, stop drooling, i can see it from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye ladies&lt;br /&gt;Happy schooling=)&lt;br /&gt;-VaL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-1748478715019259733?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1748478715019259733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=1748478715019259733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/1748478715019259733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/1748478715019259733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-wello-people-yes-school-reopens.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R4I8Z0cVUKI/AAAAAAAAAlE/FrmaYRTEBQc/s72-c/DSC00920.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-3615744119721923115</id><published>2008-01-07T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T12:05:09.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;School Reopen~&lt;br /&gt;happy to see all my darlings again.&lt;br /&gt;but i dislike waking up seven a.m in the morning and doing powerpoint in class.&lt;br /&gt;as usual, class was crappy and decided to shoot on everything they can on me, so retarded.&lt;br /&gt;break time met them and laughed my ass off again.&lt;br /&gt;school is fun but study is sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya, looking forward to the 11th &amp;amp; 12th, so long since i went chalet.&lt;br /&gt;should enjoy myself since my boyfriend always forgets me when he plays his game.&lt;br /&gt;i need to catch up w/ you people &amp;amp; enjoyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; im starting my diet, i swear. =D&lt;br /&gt;suddenly feel like planning for my future already, seeing sanya getting along with her marriage and future plans so well, makes me envy in the meantime worried.&lt;br /&gt;so i should start saving up and hopefully have a smooth sailing future.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my fk phone died on me again. suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;god bless you my dear and i hope everthing goes well for you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;evee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-3615744119721923115?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3615744119721923115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=3615744119721923115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/3615744119721923115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/3615744119721923115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/01/school-reopen-happy-to-see-all-my.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-4400341826436301907</id><published>2008-01-03T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T20:20:12.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when dreams are meant for sleeping.</title><content type='html'>Finally, my dad agreed to let me go take license.&lt;br /&gt; but im taking it with my cousin, and shes a slow poke at planning her schedule&lt;br /&gt;so i probably have to wait wait and wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw guys.&lt;br /&gt;my name is like christine jaden tjia min li, like officially.&lt;br /&gt;after i get baptised and stuff so yea.&lt;br /&gt;but rather is christ jaden seriously.[ mum just doesnt agree on that~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays are like, yea.&lt;br /&gt;pure wasting of my soul and life.&lt;br /&gt;too many functions to go too.&lt;br /&gt;too less time for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i freaking cant do sports or carry heavy stuff for a month.&lt;br /&gt;so there goes the DB thingy that i have been waiting for. GEEZ.&lt;br /&gt;to think a bandage hand look really nice~ so wrong about that.&lt;br /&gt;its like, a NUISANCE seriously. gawddd. dumbdumb. hahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i lost tineey seriously.&lt;br /&gt;bec christ was stupid to push tineey aside.&lt;br /&gt;tineey was protecting christ like all the time.&lt;br /&gt;im lost. christ is a weakling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaden, learnt that dreams are meant only for sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt have expected much more.&lt;br /&gt;when we cant be together that hurt alot.&lt;br /&gt;so when she broke away.&lt;br /&gt;i tot i would be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but things have changed.&lt;br /&gt;maybe we both have walls, too high for each other to climb.&lt;br /&gt;the silence between us because we know too much.&lt;br /&gt;the quarrels about all the stuff that we shouldnt talk abt. stuff we dun wana say.&lt;br /&gt;too stubborn to admit.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling is there, but it aint enough anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;because theres no trust.&lt;br /&gt;she says shes not good enough.&lt;br /&gt;and its not the same anymore.&lt;br /&gt;she couldnt stand the way i distance when we get too close.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i cant seem to change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comparisions to the past, thats what i couldnt take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to let go of her hand.&lt;br /&gt;lets be friends instead.&lt;br /&gt;*a nod of the head.*&lt;br /&gt;will you leave me christ?&lt;br /&gt;*shakes head.*&lt;br /&gt;i made a promise to her.&lt;br /&gt;a promise is what i do not break.&lt;br /&gt;maybe after shes healed then i would walk away.&lt;br /&gt;but for now. friends we shall be.&lt;br /&gt;but we can never be friends the same way. can we?&lt;br /&gt;just like the first day i met you and fell in love with ur smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im crushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my world is seriously falling in.&lt;br /&gt;since when does my parents care abt me?&lt;br /&gt;well recently.&lt;br /&gt;when they suddenely decided to call up my sch and ask them abt my attendance and results and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i fucking wish they dont come back to singapore.&lt;br /&gt;NOT LIKE IT WOULD MAKE MY LIFE ANY BETTER.&lt;br /&gt;so yup,&lt;br /&gt;no idea how they know mrs chong is module chair for DBA.&lt;br /&gt;connections can rot. sometimes. well in this case it does.&lt;br /&gt;AND FUCKING SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;she wants to see my after sch to talk abt stuff.&lt;br /&gt;great aint it..&lt;br /&gt;i really feel like losing my memories all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;and throw my life to someone who can fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick of it all.&lt;br /&gt;really sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-4400341826436301907?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4400341826436301907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=4400341826436301907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/4400341826436301907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/4400341826436301907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/01/when-dreams-are-meant-for-sleeping.html' title='when dreams are meant for sleeping.'/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-2015539705336132562</id><published>2008-01-02T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T01:48:21.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;happy new year to all my darlings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; happy one year to me and you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hey guys, haven heard from you all in a long time. catch up soon. hope all of you are doing fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;loves &amp;amp; misses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;evee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-2015539705336132562?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2015539705336132562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=2015539705336132562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/2015539705336132562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/2015539705336132562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year-to-all-my-darlings-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-2897000419848358821</id><published>2007-12-27T06:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:36:17.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY! how is everyone getting on with life? it doesnt seems like it's going rather well from those latest entry, update by u guys. other than SHOVIS, mama (: who have passed her TP and got her license?! give mi a ride soon. or i shall give you one as a illegal driver provided you dare to take the ride (: ooopppss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little pics..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148415582921334210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UtkNocZZzdM/R3LYsfgcncI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SgYwaSpMp2Y/s320/baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;if fairytales exist, we would be happily ever after. i believe in that, what says you? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;christmas was spent sleeping the day away, she slept like a log and i think because she decided to be a logcake. hurrr hurrr.. nothing special though, we went for dinner and i ate till i cannot breath as the both of us ate up a meal for four! then, slack the day away till the day end. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;however, it's the company that matters, isn't it? sooo it's concluded. WELL SPENT (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-angel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;roars&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-2897000419848358821?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2897000419848358821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=2897000419848358821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/2897000419848358821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/2897000419848358821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/12/hey-how-is-everyone-getting-on-with.html' title=''/><author><name>walk with me.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UtkNocZZzdM/R3LYsfgcncI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SgYwaSpMp2Y/s72-c/baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-8716732439411056933</id><published>2007-12-21T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T21:48:43.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hai... no replies to my christmas celebration.&lt;br /&gt;Since there isn't any,&lt;br /&gt;could we have one for count down towards the new year, together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VaL wit Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-8716732439411056933?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8716732439411056933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=8716732439411056933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/8716732439411056933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/8716732439411056933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/12/hai.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-6259536412430161425</id><published>2007-12-20T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T20:32:38.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;apologies that i hadnt been updating much. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays are so tiring that i prefer school days seriously&lt;br /&gt;hate been a socialite. damn.&lt;br /&gt;im never gona grow up and be like my dad.&lt;br /&gt;he was my hero [when his nice and in good mood..]&lt;br /&gt;i fucking cant believe he had to combined the trip to KL and BUSINESS.&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, im so beyond getting mad at him.&lt;br /&gt;im glad i didnt punch him the last time i saw him.&lt;br /&gt;because i knew i wanted too.&lt;br /&gt;i waited till he threw the stuff at me.&lt;br /&gt;and slammed the door.&lt;br /&gt;then &lt;a href="mailto:*!#$!%^@#%$"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*!#$!%^@#%$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;!)(!@*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tada, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;a fractured hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesnt take a genius to guess what had happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum is right.&lt;br /&gt;i need a counseller.&lt;br /&gt;ever since i lost my in high school i hadnt been doing really well.&lt;br /&gt;anger management courses sounds great dont it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im glad i didnt hit him.&lt;br /&gt;reasons?&lt;br /&gt;he's my dad.&lt;br /&gt;he's my dad.&lt;br /&gt;he's my dad......&lt;br /&gt;i cant find a reason much more then THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta get my hand Xray-ed and casted tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;i cant move my last two fingers...gawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BitterSweetCherries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't cry the day you moved away&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think that I could feel this pain&lt;br /&gt;Until I saw the stranger that was you&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to our innocence&lt;br /&gt;And the somethin' that i said about being friends&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how&lt;br /&gt;Help me say the words out loud&lt;br /&gt;Could it be&lt;br /&gt;That nothings gonna change&lt;br /&gt;Cause time has got a way of taking back&lt;br /&gt;Everything you thought you had&lt;br /&gt;Can you see&lt;br /&gt;The person that you used to be&lt;br /&gt;The one I lost when I let go of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to wake up from this state of mind&lt;br /&gt;The situation is the same kind&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get your memory out of my head&lt;br /&gt;Would you catch me if I had to fall&lt;br /&gt;Would you even find the time for that at all&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how&lt;br /&gt;Help me say the words out loud...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please tell me we hadnt lost everything we once had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Piano &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my source of comfort when in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The drawings and paintings&lt;/span&gt; my sorrows and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;words unsaid&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my frens said to me "christ i'm glad that your all over it, totally gotten past the gloomy period of your life. whatever it is i hope i never comes back. because i missed the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;smiley happy You."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I Smiled at them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats left unsaid was,&lt;br /&gt;im sorry to have to mask myself.&lt;br /&gt;to see me happy is what you guys want me to be...&lt;br /&gt;That i shall be.&lt;br /&gt;i shall be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a stranger&lt;/span&gt; that seems familiar in a distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;can you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;can you see ....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me how.&lt;br /&gt;help me say the words out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE MY WORLD IS TOO FULL OF YOU.&lt;br /&gt;i love you not for what you are,&lt;br /&gt;but who i am when im with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but time is taking back.&lt;br /&gt;everything i THOUGHT WE HAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im lost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                   -christ-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-6259536412430161425?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6259536412430161425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=6259536412430161425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/6259536412430161425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/6259536412430161425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/12/hey-guys-apologies-that-i-hadnt-been.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-5406452948095271854</id><published>2007-12-18T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T19:04:36.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i cannot express how much i dislike this person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;late nights this few days again, stayed overnight at the jetty chit chatting and theres really alot of stars. and the night is full of stupid laughters. aftermath, still continued with mahjiong session that night, was ard 6am in the morning alrdy, played till 10am plus and i couldnt take it, so i suggested to sleep and they keep whined at me. basket.&lt;br /&gt;woke up , went to have breakfast tgth and i headed down to grandma's place, i seriously love my popo and gong gong, chatted and have dinner with them.&lt;br /&gt;ard 9 daddy came to fetch and homed, but later received a call and i headed out again.&lt;br /&gt;went to drink and chilled a little. thankfully im not drunk this time.&lt;br /&gt;went home at dont know what time with a slight headache and quickly went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, they are coming back, and i am happy, cos they make me laugh and smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway santa, i hope you get me a loverboy who is nice sweet and decent. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nah, kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scaved ppl we shall meet up soon. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;evee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-5406452948095271854?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5406452948095271854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=5406452948095271854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/5406452948095271854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/5406452948095271854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-cannot-express-how-much-i-dislike.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-3230114271972162775</id><published>2007-12-17T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T18:52:12.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello people!</title><content type='html'>Hello People! can anyone give me a sign when are we meeting? Hello hello... reply reply....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-VaL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-3230114271972162775?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3230114271972162775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=3230114271972162775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/3230114271972162775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/3230114271972162775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/12/hello-people.html' title='Hello people!'/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-2910937648629984027</id><published>2007-12-14T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:36:19.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R2KL2uW82xI/AAAAAAAAAkM/n8LkkJEVvis/s1600-h/121220071124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143827496684018450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="230" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R2KL2uW82xI/AAAAAAAAAkM/n8LkkJEVvis/s400/121220071124.jpg" width="356" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R2KLaeW82wI/AAAAAAAAAkE/hnhXy6DXgXQ/s1600-h/121220071118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143827011352713986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="255" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R2KLaeW82wI/AAAAAAAAAkE/hnhXy6DXgXQ/s400/121220071118.jpg" width="339" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R2KKIOW82vI/AAAAAAAAAj8/KwLlpCQ5nBw/s1600-h/sakae.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143825598308473586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="272" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R2KKIOW82vI/AAAAAAAAAj8/KwLlpCQ5nBw/s400/sakae.JPG" width="367" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; actually theres xueting, but she deleted her photo in my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay , so wednesday went to have sushi, didnt go suki, but ended at sakae instead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was so hungry by the time we reached there. ate alot with ahmei. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;crapped and gossiped alot. actually e35e isnt how i used to think it was at all. loves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aftermath, went back sk, chilled awhile and homed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heard from ahmei, the faci intended to give us all F grades. retarded bunehneh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143829218965904162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="208" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R2KNa-W82yI/AAAAAAAAAkU/rTaPB5BBZZY/s400/131220071169.jpg" width="305" border="0" /&gt;thursday was science. all about physics and i had no idea at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so decided to skip lessons again. went to bbf's house and spend time tgth. loll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had a nap and my god daughter ah pao actually disturbed me and snatch place with me.&lt;br /&gt;learned abit of piano and ate some home cook noodle by bbf. she is really noisy and keep disturbing me, i think ah pao resembles her. but still i love them. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;homed and actually going JK but canceled, so went with dad to fetch mum and we went to buy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;supper, prata, popiah, chicken wings and all. fat. =( but i love them, no matter what i wanna eat, they'll go all out to buy for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143830378607074146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="217" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R2KOeeW822I/AAAAAAAAAk0/pXtEnxFSPm4/s400/141220071189.jpg" width="288" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143830181038578514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="208" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R2KOS-W821I/AAAAAAAAAks/gsB0iB6IQug/s400/141220071187.jpg" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143830000649952066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="207" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R2KOIeW820I/AAAAAAAAAkk/JT6fD9P298Q/s400/141220071183.jpg" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TGIF, yes friday my love. tek ming didnt come. and im already in holiday mood. so i skipped school AGN, forth time for the week. so angel suggested to eat sushi. &amp;amp; so went to cine to have suki sushi with the scaved ppl. laughing, crapping and stuffing of food. so insane. food flying all over, they are very unhygienic. ok , me too. cos i got my whole body full of nonsense. thanks to visi mama, threwed all the cold cumcumber at me. tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after suki left the place and all went own ways while i leave with vis for some shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;being broke i still bought a dress and leggings. thanks to temptation.&lt;br /&gt;homed and saw sister on the way, just nice dad called and fetched us to dinner again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was super full alrdy but still went to a nonya restaurant to eat. drove home and daddy let me drive his car. he taught me how to drive. very happy and exciting. although still not very zai but i'll practice. &amp;amp; mummy allows me to take motor license. :) im so looking forward. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sentosa on sunday, hopefully it dont rain and nth crops up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love my friendddsss. =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks for everything people.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;saturday night fever? sunday night fever? holidays night fever!! yayy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143831868960725874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R2KP1OW823I/AAAAAAAAAk8/rSlvDg720LY/s320/evee01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;evee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-2910937648629984027?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2910937648629984027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=2910937648629984027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/2910937648629984027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/2910937648629984027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/12/actually-theres-xueting-but-she-deleed.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R2KL2uW82xI/AAAAAAAAAkM/n8LkkJEVvis/s72-c/121220071124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-4089987874341449328</id><published>2007-12-13T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T23:52:34.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ATTENTION!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SENTOSA ON &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt; PLEASE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-4089987874341449328?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4089987874341449328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=4089987874341449328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/4089987874341449328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/4089987874341449328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/12/attention-sentosa-on-sunday-please.html' title=''/><author><name>walk with me.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-6955822316705659555</id><published>2007-12-12T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T12:07:15.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;stupid raining day make me super tired, cant even pull myself out of the bed.&lt;br /&gt;slept in class till faci woke me. plus scaved ppl all never come school. :(&lt;br /&gt;but thankfully i have my classmates. &amp;amp; now waiting for faci to leave the class and im going to go suki sushi buffet with them! have been ponning like crazy. my grade suck. forget it.&lt;br /&gt;sushi im coming, you wait for me ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and sorry, couldnt make it for your birthday, because i really dont know you very well.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super holidays in 2 days time.&lt;br /&gt;evee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-6955822316705659555?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6955822316705659555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=6955822316705659555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/6955822316705659555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/6955822316705659555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/12/stupid-raining-day-make-me-super-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-7538461595487669174</id><published>2007-12-12T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T02:13:17.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;why must you make till hatred exist after a r/s ends?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know, its your style. isnt it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes, you succeeded. i hate you now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-7538461595487669174?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7538461595487669174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=7538461595487669174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/7538461595487669174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/7538461595487669174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/12/why-must-you-make-till-hatred-exist.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-5565225526377708755</id><published>2007-12-11T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:36:19.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, maybe i have decided.&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea what i want anymore.&lt;br /&gt;her last message was&lt;br /&gt;that im of no importance to her.&lt;br /&gt;okay. what made her feel that way.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its just the way i am.&lt;br /&gt;I THINK I FUCKING PUSHED HER AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;I think its just the way i behave.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, if it didnt matter.&lt;br /&gt;if i wouldnt feel the hurt and pain that she has caused.&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;i made her cry.&lt;br /&gt;i made her hurt.&lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt know.&lt;br /&gt;how i know?&lt;br /&gt;the only source.&lt;br /&gt;Her blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last post of hers?&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming through the night with a broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;its all bad...&lt;br /&gt;Really bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142561241921634594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R14MM_xuQSI/AAAAAAAAAj0/kvW8uYFs4uM/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im hereby, masked.             &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                                                                                                    love, tineey&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-5565225526377708755?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5565225526377708755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=5565225526377708755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/5565225526377708755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/5565225526377708755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/12/well-maybe-i-have-decided.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R14MM_xuQSI/AAAAAAAAAj0/kvW8uYFs4uM/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-1783674845709745850</id><published>2007-12-10T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T09:56:37.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i dont know if it is a good thing or a bad one.&lt;br /&gt;she is heartbroken, disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;she cried.&lt;br /&gt;the smell was too strong i guess, this time i couldnt hide away&lt;br /&gt;we talked for very long, but im glad she understands.&lt;br /&gt;i admit everything to her, i told her this is not the first time.&lt;br /&gt;she even give me more time. 20 more days.&lt;br /&gt;by 2008, i'll quit.&lt;br /&gt;this is what you made me promised you. and i will.&lt;br /&gt;i love you and i am sorry mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i talked to her in her room again, she asked if there's anything else i'll like to tell her.&lt;br /&gt;i was hesitating whether i should tell her about the art or not.&lt;br /&gt;eventually i decided to tell her. she was all calm about it, and even asked me to put more lotion.&lt;br /&gt;aftermath, daddy and sister came in, i decided to tell them all.&lt;br /&gt;daddy nagged a little, but all was okay.&lt;br /&gt;i felt really comfortable now, knowing i need not have to hide anything.&lt;br /&gt;and threatens all away. =D&lt;br /&gt;and bbf, its not your fault. its mine.&lt;br /&gt;thanks the crazies for your consoles, seeing you guys after school today. rmb my ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekends was all about late nights and chilling.&lt;br /&gt;friday in school was fun becos it TGIF, had talks, gossips and many bondings with the usuals in class.&lt;br /&gt;initially wanted to steamboat at the hostel with them but i had mahjiong session in the night, so decided to push to another day.&lt;br /&gt;homed, bathed and napped awhile before heading out to meet the rest.&lt;br /&gt;mahjiong , mac , sleepover (cos daddy called to say its too late and i should not go home.) and woke up at only 3plus. the night was disturbed by loud snores and handphones ringing.&lt;br /&gt;headed home to bathe and out again, its a saturday and there should be some saturday night fever. Thus, night of barcardi,gambling and inking all over the body,getting myself all high.&lt;br /&gt;homed at ard 3 and slept till the next day before going to interview with bbf, cabbed here and there and i actually ran for a taxi. fucking throw face, cos i thought i left my hp in the cab.&lt;br /&gt;headed to lor ah soo for paopao's training and chilled at the coffeeshop till 10.30 before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school now, super holidays in 4 more days. i love. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes, still my love, never change.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont accuse me when you dont know how my heart feels.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;evee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-1783674845709745850?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1783674845709745850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=1783674845709745850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/1783674845709745850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/1783674845709745850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-dont-know-if-it-is-good-thing-or-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-2879047129940908258</id><published>2007-12-09T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:36:19.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa will Merry Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Seem like everyone is going thru tough times. Let's just hope that Santa will do something special this christmas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyway, out of our sorrows and pain, i finally have got something positive that i could brat. Hahahs... i went to catch Mr Magorium's premiere! it was just yesterday when i told Scaved that i wanna catch it &amp;amp; here comes my uncle ringing telling me he've got the VIP seats but he's not free to go for it. And so i am, with my mum. It was fantastic. There were tables of food, fried stuff especially. Made me go so yaya all over, globbing down tons of fried potatoes. Quite a couple of celebrities there too. well... who cares. Let's move on to the movie. It was free seating, so i went early in for a nice seat. Goody bags entitled on every seat=) Hahahs... okay i noe, im a cheapo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let me show you a pic of me with Dustin Hoffman&amp;amp; Natalie Portman.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141920020484210962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R1vFA_xuQRI/AAAAAAAAAjs/rmEOmmproOs/s200/DSC00874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, coming to the rating of the show. Well... i would just encourage you guys to go on weekdays. Because it is not worth the weekends price. And its freaking one and a half hrs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lights out there at Orchard are Beau-ti-ful. So make a stroll down if uve got nothing much during the holidays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im praying for Santa to Merry Me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Val&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-2879047129940908258?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2879047129940908258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=2879047129940908258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/2879047129940908258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/2879047129940908258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/12/santa-will-merry-me.html' title='Santa will Merry Me'/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/R1vFA_xuQRI/AAAAAAAAAjs/rmEOmmproOs/s72-c/DSC00874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-4841751395830101338</id><published>2007-12-07T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T11:41:42.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys. im sorry i hadnt been updating much.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt; been thru a really rough patch.&lt;br /&gt;lets see, im a fucking bad person. seriously i nv felt so before...&lt;br /&gt;well, to be contacting your "bro's" ger and having a relationship that has no frens and lovers bounderes in it is kinda like crap.&lt;br /&gt;well, lets see. she doesnt wana hurt him.&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan to hurt him.&lt;br /&gt;he loves her.&lt;br /&gt;she loves me.&lt;br /&gt;i _____ her.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i too confused to sort out my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;everytime i can just feel it that shes keeping smthing from me.&lt;br /&gt;she says its not that she doesnt want to say. its just that she cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the endless confusion. the pain. the sleepless nights. the constant thoughts of her.&lt;br /&gt;I guess i had it real bad.&lt;br /&gt;nope, i have no idea what love is.&lt;br /&gt;never been loved.&lt;br /&gt;no idea how to love.&lt;br /&gt;i dun blame my family for the person i became.&lt;br /&gt;i dun blame my dad for the me.&lt;br /&gt;because i knew, he has been thru much worse then me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what she posted on her blog....&lt;br /&gt;i just heard my heart shattered and a whisper told me yours broke too.theres the conflict thing;somethings very disturbing.and then theres this long pain.another stab;that long pierced pain that i thought wouldnt come back so soon.i thought this was supposed to be happy;i fell sick too soon. and its fast, that.sorry i couldnt hold oni didnt believe now that its admitted and gone,its all screwed isnt it only voiceless screaming.):the head hurts;no im not drunk. that hand held and one hug. you didnt tell me please dont say its the last. the pain of the head and the heart couldnt be differentiated anymore.ow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun wana cause her anymore hurt. but the more i distance.&lt;br /&gt;she got hurt even more.&lt;br /&gt;is this even going anywhere?&lt;br /&gt;the endless hurt and pain. the piercing pain in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;the bruised hands and knuckles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF AM I DOING...&lt;br /&gt;its too much too bear.&lt;br /&gt;im sry i had to mask it all.&lt;br /&gt;i closed my door.&lt;br /&gt;you closed yours.&lt;br /&gt;i just wana walk away.&lt;br /&gt;its painful.&lt;br /&gt;but i will stil try.&lt;br /&gt;the last thing i would ever say is that I LOVE YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-4841751395830101338?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4841751395830101338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=4841751395830101338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/4841751395830101338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/4841751395830101338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/12/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-6650495964937657098</id><published>2007-12-06T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T22:54:19.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ill be BACK</title><content type='html'>Words were nailed to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;i am seriously affected.&lt;br /&gt;i guess everyone knows what had happened&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; on top of that, something more.&lt;br /&gt;something more crude.&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea why they have to do that.&lt;br /&gt;is my life really that interesting?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i wonder why at that point of time when crude words was towards my direction like an arrow, i wasnt able to voice out. i was in a utter lost of words, falling under the state of confusion.&lt;br /&gt;Powerless was the word to use.  It was my very first time that im in lost of words.&lt;br /&gt;So unlike me, isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;Angel said i dun belong to that world&lt;br /&gt;well she's right.&lt;br /&gt;Tears flowed to the brim of my eyes, but i fought it back.&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna look defenseless&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna look defeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT makes me puke when IT acts like a sheep among the herd.&lt;br /&gt;i dun blame them for being immature&lt;br /&gt;for they are the every reason girls turned away.&lt;br /&gt;- watch it before i strike-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch your back when you hear my name&lt;br /&gt;VALERIE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-6650495964937657098?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6650495964937657098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=6650495964937657098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/6650495964937657098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/6650495964937657098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/12/ill-be-back.html' title='ill be BACK'/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-2626979748438130966</id><published>2007-12-06T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T13:03:02.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>let me share with you guys, which i find it kinda amusing.&lt;br /&gt;last night, after some consideration, i decide to pack my bag, grab my laptop and shooo.. off to zouk.&lt;br /&gt;(who in the hell bring a laptop to zouk?!)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, that is not to implied im dumb or what?! because im not there for clubbin. then, here comes the amusing part.&lt;br /&gt;after much waiting, you finally called. so i went in to zouk wanting to look for her.&lt;br /&gt;-oks, this is the FIRST TIME i went to zouk.&lt;br /&gt;sooo, im like sooo lost, not knowing which side is to zouk and which side to phuture. which entry to go in and whatsoever. sooo i walked from this entrance to that and back, asking for help. like a total noob.&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY, i got in. -one step nearer to YOU.&lt;br /&gt;then, im supposed to get stamped before i can reli entered zouk.&lt;br /&gt;i stand at the counter.&lt;br /&gt;-the staff who in charge of the stamping stares at me and i stared back at her, feeling all lost again. meanwhile, people just keep walkin in and she stamped all of them but not me, other than staring at me.&lt;br /&gt;im like, huh? y? what am i supposed do to get the stamp done, im i supposed to pay or what?! but it's LADIES night what?!&lt;br /&gt;then i observed, while we continued with the staring-each-other-like-some-idiots. then, hurr hurr.. after like 10-15minutes, i realised they were saying something to her before getting their stamped. then, FINALLY!!! i caught what this guy say, he jus merely tell her "ZOUK". sooo he got stamped like any other people and got in.&lt;br /&gt;then i learned and goes "ZOUK".&lt;br /&gt;finally.! i got stamped and got in. for this one time, im sooo proud of myself going to clubs.&lt;br /&gt;smile&lt;br /&gt;-angel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-2626979748438130966?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2626979748438130966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=2626979748438130966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/2626979748438130966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/2626979748438130966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/12/let-me-share-with-you-guys-which-i-find.html' title=''/><author><name>loveme.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-7613371073361366775</id><published>2007-12-06T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T12:09:53.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;been sleeping late many nights,and i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;i think time flies.&lt;br /&gt;one more week and its my super holidays.&lt;br /&gt;theres one thing im worrying about now, thats my grade for sem 2,&lt;br /&gt;its very bad, and i think i'll have to retake some modules.&lt;br /&gt;ya, i always allow my emotions to affect me.&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, went to the survey discussion that day, many pastries and stuff to eat, but was shy so i didnt eat it. anyways, i think i made a stupid introduction of myself, it was too sudden and i just crap.&lt;br /&gt;' hi, im evelyn from rp, and i love mahjiong. '. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;discussion was pretty fun, and i was assigned to seat between two really outgoing guys, they had so much to say and their english was deep.&lt;br /&gt;left after 2 hours and a guy from the discussion actually waited for me just to talk to me about mahjiong. he asked if we should exchange contact, so i replied, ' msn ke yi ma? '. i feel super retarded after saying. homed after that, didnt meet up with them but went to bbf's hse instead. ate, chatted and got a ride home. &lt;em&gt;thanks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, i wrote the appeal letter for cheong to continue his stay at the hostel in RP, and guess what, its approved! he owe me la teh. :D&lt;br /&gt;weekends coming. activities activities.&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch enchanted,&lt;br /&gt;i want to go to the train track,&lt;br /&gt;i want to go mount faber,&lt;br /&gt;i want to see stars,&lt;br /&gt;i want to seat by the sea,&lt;br /&gt;i want to tan again,&lt;br /&gt;i want to paint my room,&lt;br /&gt;i want to learn poledancing,&lt;br /&gt;i want another art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want i want&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;evee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-7613371073361366775?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7613371073361366775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=7613371073361366775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/7613371073361366775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/7613371073361366775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/12/been-sleeping-late-many-nightsand-i.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-1702327928750301901</id><published>2007-12-05T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T23:20:19.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Your real enemy is someone who knows you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And the better they know you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;the closer they are to you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;the greater is their capacity to do your harm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The person who shares a part of your life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;who lives with you &amp;amp; knows all your habits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and has a keen insight into what you value most in all the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;- This is the person to fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when LO and VE doesnt make LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-VaL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-1702327928750301901?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1702327928750301901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=1702327928750301901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/1702327928750301901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/1702327928750301901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/12/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-6663774890824714783</id><published>2007-12-04T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T11:49:27.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;my mood is up and down&lt;br /&gt;not stable, not good.&lt;br /&gt;thou the past week has been crazy for me.&lt;br /&gt;totally got myself wasted, late nights, knocked out, psychoness and self inflicted hurt.&lt;br /&gt;hello. time to wake up and back to school, back to a homegirl and back to the fact, the reality.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, i'll stop running away from sch and home.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i shouldnt be selfish to still put his photos at my friendster, he's no longer mine &amp;amp; since he alrdy deleted his acct, i guess it means thrs no turning back for us.&lt;br /&gt;might be going to malaysia with my crazy classmates to stayover. should i?&lt;br /&gt;anyway, many friends had gone overseas, come back soonnn.&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to many ppl who had been making me smile.&lt;br /&gt;was hard to sleep last night, thank goodness someone lovely called to chat, its been sometime since we have TWOgether time. love you bbf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i didnt change, i just want to run away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy oneweek to my art. :) so retarded. i know.&lt;br /&gt;evee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-6663774890824714783?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6663774890824714783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=6663774890824714783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/6663774890824714783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/6663774890824714783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-mood-is-up-and-down-not-stable-not.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-5876251589422211544</id><published>2007-12-02T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T04:06:05.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;its Dec and nothing seem to get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied long long name for interview at some place called the wine connection on fri. it was pot luck day. i didnt noe whether i missed it cos there weren't any sign at all.&lt;br /&gt;Well... apart from that, she didnt get the job she interviewed but got the one at changi instead. i didnt want to voice out to her that i dun like it. i dun wanna voice out to her that its bcos the person who is posting the most threat to me is working there as well. i dun wanna sound like some petty wife worrying over those stupid issues.&lt;br /&gt;And there she goes, started her first day on sat &amp;amp; im all alone from then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE came out with some dumb ideas. BOTH coming out a love questionaire for each other.&lt;br /&gt;WE BOTH exchanged the question papers at the same time. but it appeared that the answers turned out to be so much different. yes, i am sad. yes, i am disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;i can't denied that i love to compare, but all gals do, don't they?&lt;br /&gt;i posted a question such as which is nicer?&lt;br /&gt;ive got answers like green is unique, red is nice.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Angel is right. im a dumb dumb comparing &amp;amp; worrying over silly stuffs that i shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;i duno why. but i simply love to ask about history. but the more i know, the more i hate. i tink its time to slap my mouth when i have the courage to do it. its an urge which i tink only evee understands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just a normal girl afterall, VaL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised i haven been participating scaved for outside-school activity. so i tink its my time to do my part. i shall plan for our little christmas party. Let's all count down, shall we? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-5876251589422211544?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5876251589422211544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=5876251589422211544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/5876251589422211544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/5876251589422211544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-dec-and-nothing-seem-to-get-better.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-5157785219405387164</id><published>2007-11-29T08:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T10:14:05.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i really dont understand why it have to turn out this way?&lt;br /&gt;why is it so serious?&lt;br /&gt;why must there be so much hatred?&lt;br /&gt;why must you always use those words on me? aint it hurtful?&lt;br /&gt;why cant we talk properly?&lt;br /&gt;when you're fed up you cannot even hear anything in, even if i explained, you hear nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i love you still, but i dont hope for any chance to be together anymore, because even if we do, you would blame me for the patch. &amp;amp; im not the only one who wanted to be back tgth, you agreed too, but why do you want to blame it on me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for so long, i have been obedient to you,thou sometimes i know i can be rebellious by saying things to spite you, but in the end when did i not listen to you? yet u keep feeling i always come out with stunt. what stunt???????? im feeling more stressed. i know there would be restrictions, but your restrictions are getting more and more unreaonable, in this relationship, there is only what you dont like, what you hate, so i cannot do. but what about my dislikes and my unhappiness? when i voice out, you get fed up again. tell me what can i do. i dont know anymore. i am tired and i am hurt by all your words on me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; one thing i dont understand, we still have love and we did not do unfaithful things to one another, yet we turned out this way.&lt;br /&gt;theres so much i wanna tell you, but i cant.&lt;br /&gt;i have never change ,from 1107 till now, im still &lt;em&gt;your baby&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;not anymore i think.&lt;br /&gt;i dont hate you, becos i wont and i cant make myself to.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry &amp;amp; i'll miss our past, alot.&lt;br /&gt;evee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-5157785219405387164?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5157785219405387164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=5157785219405387164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/5157785219405387164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/5157785219405387164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-really-dont-understand-why-it-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-5876202909766407986</id><published>2007-11-21T09:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T09:48:51.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing much happened these days. Are as blissful as before, but i really do fear the problems and quarrels will come tumbling about like what Angel have mentioned. Angel laughed at me saying im a dumb dumb to worry about these stuff but im seeing people evolving around me having the same problem, and if u noe the papers these days have been mentioning about increasing divorce rate and now its a universal problem. I guess this much is enough to support me to worry isnt it?&lt;br /&gt; Nightmare are recurring again these days. They are back to haunt me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VaL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-5876202909766407986?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5876202909766407986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=5876202909766407986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/5876202909766407986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/5876202909766407986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/11/nothing-much-happened-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-5253951162096306380</id><published>2007-11-20T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T00:11:45.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;happy birthday erisher darling. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;gonna go celebrate her big day on sat night, hopefully nothing crops up. its been months since we last met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyway, today is crap day because my classmates are insane, loll, went for some talks to get my nda points because i just realised all the points i got was ndp points and its freaking useless. luckily pok gai always reminded and motivated us to go for talks. its always nonsense and nonsense with them. actually attending the business one but was full house and couldnt accomodate the 8 of us so we went to the violence talk instead, kind of interesting as its about marital immunity and violence against women, and proud to say i didnt fell asleep, cos theres nuisance people beside me to remind me to wake up. ended up i kept pestering people to go get the white ribbons, as its a form of action to show that you would not be violent towards women and blah blah, and we all stick it on. was sad with the quality of the ribbon, should be in cloth form but its a stupid paper-like ribbons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;aftermath, back to class and thankfully we finished our ppt in time and just pehh-ed through the presentation. keep getting distracted by the internet because it keeps disconncects and my msn too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;left after lessons and went down with them and some 'people' actually farted in the lift and think it wont stink us to death, its so funny that i had to laugh and hold my breath till we reached the first level. tormenting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;went to take the mrt praying that i wont meet the big boy who threwed paper ball at me the previous time. thankfully he's nowhere in sight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;trained to novena and i almost missed my stop cos i fell aslp. reached tooo early so i shopped around before going to revenue house. there is so many strangers ok, ranges from 16plus to 50plus. these people are so not very friendly, they just sat there with this stern look on their faces, luckily theres this friendly who smiled to me that made me feel more away from the tensed atmosphere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the whole briefing is about writing journals on my breakfast, and my girls will see me bringing this thick sheet of papers down to break from tomorrow onwards. they will sure to ''shoot'' me agn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it lasted for an hour or so and i left, trained backed to Sk , and here comes the most disgusting irritating and gross part. The train is filled with people and so i was sandwiched inbetween an uncle and behind theres some aunties, this fucking pervertic uncle took out his phone and played this porn video, showing to my direction and initially i wasnt aware it was porno but soon enough when i realised it was i was damn afraid and i looked around frantically, that bloody uncle still adjusted his pants and all, omg, i have no where to walk too as its damn packed. after that he also alighted at Sk, to prevent getting up the escalator with him behind me, i quickly rushed to the front, ended up knocking hard into the edge of the metal chairs causing a loud bang but i pretended it was not pain as there's like 50 over passengers looking at me due to the bang. when i finally reached the bus stop, i looked down and the next thing i knew, the skin on my leg has teared and was bleeding. gosh. i am unlucky. very unlucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;school tmr, looking forward to see my girls and classmates, they make my day in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes i really hoped things didnt turn out this way, how i missed the past but its never gonna be the same again. missed the time when we meet really often even though you were schooling, chatted everynight even when we were both schooling the next day. the times when i was naughty yet you wouldnt walk away from me. when you placed me infront of everything and anything, when you messaged my friend just to ensure i was fine and well taken care of, when everything falls on me and yet you were there for me. thou we quarreled everynight , but love still overcomes all. days when you'll never hesitate to hold me back. never. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;now i guessed i couldnt say much because you'll feel i am being attitude, taking you for granted and only wants myself to be happy. in your eyes i've become such a person, i dont know why. i cant even say that i am not happy with you not spending enough time with me. i cant even be worried. i have to act as if it all doesnt even matter to me. and when i want to keep myself occupied, you'll say im always not at home dont like to go home always going out and all, but boy, schooling days im always home. i changed and i know i did. please stop saying ' see you never even change '. it makes me sad. i know i have my wrongs and unreasonableness, i admit and i will change. but if you always feel i will not, eventually you'll think i did not. then i feel its pointless even if we would to be tgth. still, i love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okay, a very long wordy post, too much to say. end. &lt;em&gt;lovess&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;evee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-5253951162096306380?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5253951162096306380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=5253951162096306380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/5253951162096306380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/5253951162096306380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-birthday-erisher-darling.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-7116061917744822774</id><published>2007-11-16T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T09:54:57.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;TGIFriday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;im feeling happy because its Friday and Tek ming is back.&lt;br /&gt;he's treating us to Mcdaonalds because he couldnt come for lessons the past three weeks.&lt;br /&gt;how nice. =)&lt;br /&gt;okay, hopefully theres something for me to do today because its friday, i've been studying for the pass few days alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;and good news again, 1 more month to our holidays!&lt;br /&gt;im here to rant because i feel happy, okay a little retarded.&lt;br /&gt;oh, but i am sad, because i've been craving for prata for very longggg.&lt;br /&gt;and i still didnt get to eat it. =(&lt;br /&gt;yayy, ive ordered a grill chicken foldover upsize meal add one apple pie and one chocolate sundae. and the whole class got their meals upsized and ordered extra. it is crazy. i think tek ming's pocket will cry.&lt;br /&gt;visi get well soon, i love you.&lt;br /&gt;and i hope all my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will be happy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls, becareful when wearing short skirts or pants, theres alot of perverts going around snapping from below. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;evee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-7116061917744822774?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7116061917744822774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=7116061917744822774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/7116061917744822774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/7116061917744822774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/11/tgifriday-im-feeling-happy-because-its.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-2541926485777911566</id><published>2007-11-15T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T00:14:00.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i proclaimed myself the most fortunate person on earth.&lt;br /&gt;ask me why?&lt;br /&gt;because im well pampered and taken care of. and most importantly, i am easily contented with what life can give, you can give.&lt;br /&gt;shorty keep smiling inside her cus she feels bliss&lt;br /&gt;BUT,&lt;br /&gt;SHORTY, im still more blissful than you. hahaha. smile (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;quarrels are inevitable in a relationship, a little of it makes the relationship better and stronger. but, too much of it, break it apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;// handle LOVE with care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it can be rather fragile (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;angel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*roars..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-2541926485777911566?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2541926485777911566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=2541926485777911566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/2541926485777911566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/2541926485777911566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-proclaimed-myself-most-fortunate.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-8243290073797866810</id><published>2007-11-11T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T11:09:20.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, where're you people? still doing good? you guys haven been blogging, i really have no idea whats up with the current lives. Hm... im awaiting for us to catch up in school again. Hm... we often blog that Faith in believing in the unseen, but then how do we know if it really comes along or noticed if they had slipped away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Val-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-8243290073797866810?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8243290073797866810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=8243290073797866810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/8243290073797866810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/8243290073797866810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/11/hey-wherere-you-people-still-doing-good.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-1996589841494063628</id><published>2007-11-10T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T14:29:17.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;i'll be loving you forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;deep inside my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;you'll leave me never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;even if you took my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;and tore it apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;i would love you still,  forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you are the sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you are my life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you're the last thing on my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;before I go to sleep at night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're always round&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when I'm in need&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when trouble's on my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you put my soul at ease&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;there is no one in this world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;who can love me like you do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that is the reasons that i&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wanna spend forever with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i'll be loving you forever, westlife/damage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;evee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-1996589841494063628?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1996589841494063628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=1996589841494063628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/1996589841494063628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/1996589841494063628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/11/ill-be-loving-you-forever.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-8367900243790336220</id><published>2007-11-09T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T00:11:08.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>not forgetting to add. my com got some virus attack and it keeps sending ppl messages asking if "  they have seen me naked". im so pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-8367900243790336220?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8367900243790336220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=8367900243790336220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/8367900243790336220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/8367900243790336220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/11/not-forgetting-to-add.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-2218598622805655601</id><published>2007-11-08T23:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T00:06:48.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, its Val here again. So here i am, when u guys are having ma la steamboat. Firstly, i wanna apologised to Angel for the last min change. Holidays didnt seem to go well for me. i duno why but a cold war started between me and long long name. like a barrier in between but simply cant find a particular reason behind it. Hmm... its deepavali. And my cousin is back from Aust for my cousin's wedding. went to fetch her at the airport and had family gathering. Ended only at around 8plus. By the time i called Angel, they alr had finished steamboat. Hai... wanted to ask my dad to drive me there as im a directionless, but he rather sent my aunt back. Hopefully u guys had fun and of course not forgetting to plan another outing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 3 more days before school reopens and ive done nothing meaning for this week. im really praying things wil go well the next holi...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-2218598622805655601?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2218598622805655601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=2218598622805655601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/2218598622805655601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/2218598622805655601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/11/hey-its-val-here-again.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-6901438573854970373</id><published>2007-11-07T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T09:28:37.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okay, i shall rant, since it's been sometime already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so, its a week of holidays and i think its quite an unproductive one, except that i caught my beauty sleep to replenish myself again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;things isnt going really well for me, but on a brighter note,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; im still surviving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i still have half an hour to go before i meet bbf at compass later on, just met a friend to take some stuff and its freaking early in the morning now, no choice cos i wanna get my tanning done soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but im glad xuan xuan (my little neighbour next door) started my day smiling, cos once i opened my door as im heading out to meet a friend to collect the stuff, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;she started screaming with excitement upon seeing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the feeling is just hard to express, knowing that she is one that will never make me feel upset,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;she really did made me feel alot better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i think i shall end here alrdy, seeing my girls tomorrow at bugis for ma la ma la. anticipating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ohya, i am going to take up lessons for guitar and pole-dancing. YES. im really interested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i just want my days to be filled, so i will not await for something to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i shall go get toasted at sentosa now. love all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;evee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-6901438573854970373?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6901438573854970373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=6901438573854970373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/6901438573854970373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/6901438573854970373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/11/okay-i-shall-rant-since-its-been.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-4394068674096513811</id><published>2007-11-05T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T00:11:29.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Who says the blog is dead? im just waiting for someone to post before i do it else the entire blog will be flooded with my entries. Sorry Scaved ppl for not attending the mahjong session, hoped u guys had fun. Hmm... it have been suxy these days. Although nothing in particular had happened but having nightmares at nite is bad enough for me. I totally have no idea why these days i have been having all these nightmare whereby i can feel my heart aching in dreams and waking up with tears in my eyes. its seriously ruining my day. im hoping someone will save me from there, bcos i dare not close my eyes and put myself to sleep.  its holiday and ive got no plans in mind, im like an aimless bird looking for a direction to fly. &lt;br /&gt;Well... no matter what, hope all Lovey Dovey are spending the quality time wisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Love VaL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-4394068674096513811?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4394068674096513811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=4394068674096513811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/4394068674096513811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/4394068674096513811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/11/who-says-blog-is-dead-im-just-waiting.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-8992415386548931675</id><published>2007-10-29T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T12:00:16.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dead. no one is updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;random thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lying down on the bed, staring into space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-are you just waiting for something to happen, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for she would keep her promise, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'll follow you where ever you go,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;soooo bring me along with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what's next, forgiven?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;forget all about the one who always standing there silly-ly waiting for you?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cleared. all this should stop right here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for all is just about learning to be contented. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;angel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*roars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-8992415386548931675?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/8992415386548931675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=8992415386548931675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/8992415386548931675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/8992415386548931675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/10/dead.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-4100193404632858003</id><published>2007-10-19T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T15:28:36.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1) Angel is a piece of shit&lt;br /&gt;2) Angel and Christine is a piece of shit&lt;br /&gt;3)Angel, Christine and Shovis is a piece of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are all ure updates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-VaL wit LOVE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-4100193404632858003?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4100193404632858003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=4100193404632858003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/4100193404632858003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/4100193404632858003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/10/1-angel-is-piece-of-shit-2-angel-and.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-3329814043457056300</id><published>2007-10-16T10:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T11:30:04.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;okay, previous post waved.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we're still where we are,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i hope we'll remain this way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; i hope if u did tell or do smth, tell me honestly, dont say you didnt. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;because u did. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don feel happy when i know about it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love BBF, scaved and gf. because you ppl are always thr and seriously you ppl made my day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;super thankful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;love lots.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-3329814043457056300?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3329814043457056300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=3329814043457056300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/3329814043457056300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/3329814043457056300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/10/okay-previous-post-waved.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-4150160936195345233</id><published>2007-10-15T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:36:20.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;now that we're going to be apart for some time, or maybe forever. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;your presence is still something i feel with me always. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i had never regretted anything and you are still my love. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks bbf and gf, for being thr when i need someone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RxLJTlo35rI/AAAAAAAAAjM/lRwS1xfG5QM/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121377064631920306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RxLJTlo35rI/AAAAAAAAAjM/lRwS1xfG5QM/s200/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;so long darling...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-4150160936195345233?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/4150160936195345233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=4150160936195345233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/4150160936195345233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/4150160936195345233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/10/now-that-were-going-to-be-apart-for.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RxLJTlo35rI/AAAAAAAAAjM/lRwS1xfG5QM/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-3302988645910970775</id><published>2007-10-05T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T10:09:06.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its VaL here again!</title><content type='html'>i realised everyone was simply busying tagging at the little tagboard without updating with personal lives. Wat's with u ppl man? lazy bums! Hmm... well im gonna talk about what had happened these days. Got talk by Maggi which makes me feel that she finally talks some sense. The words that she spoke about being "selfish" and stuff was so meaningful that its now drilled in my mind. Hahahs.. Not forgetting Love is Blind and Action speaks louder than words. Funny Wunny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well anyway, duno why ive been feeling so moody these days. Prolly some things that i thought i had not care in my life came in and hit hard, it made me realised that im not so heck care about those stuff afterall. Hai... life is bored. esp when scaved had never come in a group these days, leaving evee and me to munch on bread. Pretty sad. Furthermore, im still cant adapt to my new class yet which made it worst. Class full of act handsome guys, trying to achieve their gpa with more than 3.5, talking more crap than what is needed, blasting the music in the wonderful environment is pissing me off big time. i cant elaborate more. In addition to some of my personal life, create riots with negative thoughts protesting in my mind.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrying a smile on my face, laughing my way through my sorrow and tears. People often think that life is perfect for me. But life is really a chore, for me too. I wanna scream! I wanna shout!&lt;br /&gt;i need time to re-charge myself, i am mentally wear-out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sudden craze for shopping these days. im seriously in need of clothes. Shortage of shorts, of shirts and sweater. Slim gals sashaying in school everyday, which force every gal to go on diet. Oh... dun say tts not the case, it is really affecting one's confidence and self-esteem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, im elated that Scaved was in reunion. as life seems wonderful with these people around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and long long name is coming to school to accompany me for lunch today, cos i cried like mad yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Love Val&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-3302988645910970775?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/3302988645910970775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=3302988645910970775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/3302988645910970775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/3302988645910970775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-val-here-again.html' title='its VaL here again!'/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-1300386405777614762</id><published>2007-09-30T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T23:26:32.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"you need to be selfish to protect yourself"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever feel that you understand someone wery well?&lt;br /&gt;if your answer is yes. read on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much as you thinks that you understand that particular person wery well. asked yourself this, do you even understand yourself well? because, how can you even feel that you understand someone wery well when in fact you don't even understand yourself. true enough?! at least i think soooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, those are just random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as shorty blogged, "i dun understand why angel got to sacrifice that way."&lt;br /&gt;i smiled, at her silly-ness statement.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, everyone sarcrifice in a relationship, but just that it's in their own different and unique way. as long as we hab given our best and all we can into our relationship, at least we had left ourselves with nothing to regret anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//dun ask or expect anything from others, just appreciate all that they have given because you would never know how much you can give in return. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angel&lt;br /&gt;*roars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-1300386405777614762?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1300386405777614762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=1300386405777614762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/1300386405777614762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/1300386405777614762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-need-to-be-selfish-to-protect.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-636975769948197588</id><published>2007-09-26T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:36:22.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello wello</title><content type='html'>Hahahas.. its Vally here again. Have been pretty happy these days other den the changing of classes. Hm... let me talk about my new class first. Other den copying presentation from other groups, my groups are still as silent as ever, tts y its boring woring. Seriously, the current motivation for me to school is the morning and lunch break when i brainstorm food with Scaved-peeps. So here i am typing away, back in tt coldy woldy class again. Let me share some personal stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahs... like what shovis said, we should learnt to be selfish. So here i am, proud being selfish. Show you guys a little sweet yet selfish act of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvnZgVo35cI/AAAAAAAAAhU/QD-d8P7f0nA/s1600-h/DSC00746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114358001443530178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvnZgVo35cI/AAAAAAAAAhU/QD-d8P7f0nA/s200/DSC00746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvnZflo35bI/AAAAAAAAAhM/HdrVXut3gOg/s1600-h/DSC00726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114357988558628274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvnZflo35bI/AAAAAAAAAhM/HdrVXut3gOg/s200/DSC00726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like ive always said, i dun understand why Angel got to sacrifice that way. But visi always say you'll den realised only if ure in that shoes.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be pampered, i wanna be adored, i wanna be loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahs but still, im waiting for her to throw throw throw! Hahahs.. Scaved ppl understand me, dont you gals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- treasuring with all i have-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-636975769948197588?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/636975769948197588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=636975769948197588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/636975769948197588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/636975769948197588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello-wello.html' title='Hello wello'/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvnZgVo35cI/AAAAAAAAAhU/QD-d8P7f0nA/s72-c/DSC00746.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-6947988731551933438</id><published>2007-09-25T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:36:22.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i nearly died yesterday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;my life was so close to ending in a split second and thank GOD! for allowing mw to stay ... it was really a great SHOCK! in my emtire 18yrs of life and nothin' worse could ever happen . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;it was quite a GREAT! day yesterday seein' my jie.jie so happy and i spend my lunch break chit.chatin' away about so many stuffs .. thanks jie.jie for all yah ! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; however, i did not get to see mei.mei ! MUST! meet today okie mei.mei , i miss u ! i spent my evenin' with fei.fei and e rest (lavish.peeps) as we planned to go for dinner once they finish their work .. THAN SOMETHIN' HAPPENED !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;FIRST :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;our lavish mama! somehow mis.placed her wallet at shop when we're about to move out from shop , fei.fei . jOn. &amp;amp; i wanteD for em. for quite smetme , while ey went to view e recordin's of e CCTV to catch e dum.ass who stole e wallet .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;instead of all goin' for dinner together , endeD up only 3 LOST! souls &lt;fei.fei.&gt;when we finished our dinner e rest started to come and e case was closed , e alfreDo. team of lavish 've found e theift (can't believe it was him.and WHY?!.) ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;anyway i was glad that e wallet was found back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;CASE.CLOSED !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;SECOND &amp;amp; THE WORST :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;at about 11plus we went off , wanted to go cine. fo C.S and we went .. at e traffic junction over at stevens road , fei.fei riDe off together with kenny and he *draGgeD his geaR* = RACE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it was a total hell ! GOD DAMN IT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;guess what fei.fei's bike skidDed as e engine got jamMeD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;okie .. ... can u just imagine a bike travellin' at e speed of about 90-100plus km/h and e bike sme.sort of lose control due to e engine being stuckeD! e feelin' was like "DARN! SHATS , my life ! GOSH! im gOin' die this time ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;e bike skiDded a couple of times but it was a good thin' cOs' fei.fei managed to take control of e bike and e bike stopped slowly ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;what e hell! it was really lucky that there wasn't any car behind us and further more it was a straight roaD ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i was so shockeD that i stonned for a moment thinkin' what worse could 've happen if fei.fei didn't managed to take control of e bike .. oHmy! hmMmm .. ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;at e end e bike got to be tOwed away and a sum of money got to be used to repair e bike , there goes e insentives and another stress/problem for my dear fei.fei ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;so.sorie for e trouble my dear , im really a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;JINX!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to u and your bike ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;even though im dead! im dead for good cOs' at least i die together with fei.fei thats what i've realised over e niGht! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;to all bikers out there dO check your bikes before riDin' off and make sure e tuti.s 'Re full ! and of cOs' race with cautions !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;happy riDin' ! ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;moral of e story , cherish life and play with care !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;P.S : visii. *brain.deaD!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvhniFo35aI/AAAAAAAAAhE/kbm3vOypWFY/s1600-h/DSC00057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113951212206024098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvhniFo35aI/AAAAAAAAAhE/kbm3vOypWFY/s200/DSC00057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvhnV1o35ZI/AAAAAAAAAg8/L1Eyh-qTkZM/s1600-h/Copy+of+hensem..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113951001752626578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvhnV1o35ZI/AAAAAAAAAg8/L1Eyh-qTkZM/s200/Copy+of+hensem..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-6947988731551933438?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/6947988731551933438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=6947988731551933438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/6947988731551933438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/6947988731551933438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-nearly-died-yesterday-my-life-was-so.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvhniFo35aI/AAAAAAAAAhE/kbm3vOypWFY/s72-c/DSC00057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-1876748734588669365</id><published>2007-09-23T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T20:21:29.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks shorty for the effort, much appreciated. and yeah, it really came as a surprise when the girls appeared right outside my class knocking on the glass panel, smiling away on fri. you guys indeed make my day, and i really miss all of you. and it's sad that im unable to continue the class hopin wit u guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, shall be a little update about my personal life. which is like i hab never ever really touch on it and post detailed details here. oooppss, i jus realised that. and soooo, detailed details wont be posted, talk to me, i would tell you about it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in short and sweet, nothing much, still as drama as ever. it never stop repeating itself, that you are sick of hearing, im sick of sayin and yesh, im tired of feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;happiness is momentary, heartaches are unbearable.&lt;/em&gt; that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//in all, im stil a happy kidd (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angel&lt;br /&gt;*roars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-1876748734588669365?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/1876748734588669365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=1876748734588669365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/1876748734588669365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/1876748734588669365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/09/thanks-shorty-for-effort-much.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-269385739263115671</id><published>2007-09-21T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T21:38:48.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im Val im Val im Val</title><content type='html'>See see see... the blog will never be dead with visi &amp;amp; me around. Hm...  sri and company started class visiting today and i was damn high when i saw a bunch of my old class mates. Thanksy wansy Sri. it made my day=) All tks to Angel, she made me go back to the coldy woldy class to send her presentation slides.  Stupid. Well well... we had lunch with w45q ppl too. We forgot the Malays are fasting so they couldnt join us but it was not bad afterall, most of them came. And i was sitting beside Didi. Hahahs seriously, i miss the days when i argue with Didi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new class is getting better i guess. But still there's this act handsome guy tt i couldnt tolerate. Hoping the class can get more noisy so i can start my laughters asap! Missing w45q and lovely Scaved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Care my dear frens....&lt;br /&gt;Love ya lots=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-269385739263115671?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/269385739263115671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=269385739263115671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/269385739263115671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/269385739263115671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-val-im-val-im-val.html' title='im Val im Val im Val'/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-2404059018078296055</id><published>2007-09-21T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:36:34.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Who says no one is updating? who says this blog is dead? well.. here i am! its visii. the mighty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hmMmm ... this sounds so familiar huh ?. ahaha! anyway im updatin' again , school has been rather bored for me and im not jus e only one who says that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'IM NOT MOTIVATED TO COME SCHOOL/GO SCHOOL!'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; .. most of the people who 've mention this are from w45q and it jus shows how much we miss our class ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has been rather borin' for me ever since e first day of school , im a total loner in class ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is what i do in class :&lt;br /&gt;when i went into e class , i sat alone at the table located at e corner of e class&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i kept quiet all day waitin' and lookin' forward to breaks and school to end ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can't even believe myself that my classmates actualli ask me to talk ! ahaha! i've nv been this quiet for my whole entire school life ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this just show how bored my life is now ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ITS A TOTAL WASTE OF TIME ! ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i so want to change or to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;QUIT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; school now ! hmMmm ... tears accumulated around my eyes when we went class visitin' yes. ... i realli miss w45q and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WANT BACK MY CLASS BADLY ! ! !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmMmm ... okie enough of complainin' ... shall update my life with fei.fei !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, though i've 3weeks of holiday but only manage to out once and that day wasn't a good one ... have been spendin' almst everyday workin' . two simple reasons which drive me to work is simply just e pay and so that i get to see fei.fei .. its really tirin' workin' e entire day doin' *shitty.stuffs* and it made me realise how much my dear fei.fei has to suffer everyday , doing almost e same thin' everyday (unpackin' things) .. even on weekdays !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;*who e hell work on weekends till late like 11plus.minus!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;**roll.eyes !!**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;whats worse , he 've to work on his BIRTHDAY! too .. &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i feel really guilty as im not able to make his b'dae when he made mine .. sorie baBe! his b'dae was on e 9th sEpt. which falls on a sunday and we spend his b'dae together at work foolin' around .. i wished him 'happy.birthday' whenever i walk and see him durin' e function , we even fight hittin' each other .. ahaha! it was rather fun and a different b'dae .. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;one the saturday (8th sEpt.) most of us at work celebrated his b'dae at shop after unpackin' all e stuff and it was a surprise for him , though is was oreaDii. about 3plus.am ! we all shouted and had fun .. felt happy cos' he smiled! at least i get to celebrate his b'dae together with him ... we spent e night together than went to work e next day again till about 2.3oam .. poor fei.fei no off day and still got be work on his b'dae ... hmMmm .. promise i'll make yur b'dae nxt yr okie baBy! &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've planned a surprise for him and he felt *tOucheD! jyeah! &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a couple of days before his b'dae i called his home and made fren with his sister . i asked for e adD. so that i could deliver him a cake and he would get shocked when he get home e next day !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i ordered a chOc. cake frm awfully.chOc and e cake got succesfully! delivered to his home on sat. ! i felt real excited cos' i cnt imagine how he would react .. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when he know aBout it he couldn't stop smilin' ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;wOohOoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahaha! sOrie guys im crazy with fei.fei and i felt real happy jus thinkin' aBout him even noe .. its has come to e point where he means everythin' to me and won't mind sacrificin' for him .. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sO fun i get to meet him more often now , though we didn't go out but gettin' to see him is more than enough ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now e only think which makse me happy and smile is him especially in school whenever im lonely and boreD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;thanku! my dear fei.fei for all and everythin' !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;- but of cOs' my frienDs u all make my life tOo .. esp. sCav-eD !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;thanku! thanku!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;photos which i've taken recantly :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*fishy.whisy :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNBgFo347I/AAAAAAAAAdM/eBU6vMmords/s1600-h/fish.tank+-+eDited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112502021520876466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNBgFo347I/AAAAAAAAAdM/eBU6vMmords/s200/fish.tank+-+eDited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- quite sometime ago at vivo. , jus happen to see this fish which camofludgeD with e rocks .. look careful &amp;amp; closelyat e centre of e photo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*mos.tag-e. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNG2Fo35MI/AAAAAAAAAfU/KBNu5p5julw/s1600-h/hOme.+4+-+eDited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112507897036137666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNG2Fo35MI/AAAAAAAAAfU/KBNu5p5julw/s200/hOme.+4+-+eDited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNFlVo35CI/AAAAAAAAAeE/nVHpqLZVggM/s1600-h/mustatcheD.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112506509761700898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNFlVo35CI/AAAAAAAAAeE/nVHpqLZVggM/s200/mustatcheD.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- it was actualli a door gift given at a function and i found a couple while im clearin' e function , they look so silly .. can't imagine if they really grow on me ! ahaha! but im havin' fun with it .. hope shOrty &amp;amp; mei.mei had fun with it tOo ! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*happy.colour :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNBgFo346I/AAAAAAAAAdE/AQD0yswUC6c/s1600-h/color.beauty..JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112502021520876450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNBgFo346I/AAAAAAAAAdE/AQD0yswUC6c/s200/color.beauty..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- this paO's are one of e food item for e s'pore tyler printin' hse butler function , lookin' at e cheerful colours of e paO. it brightens up my evenin' .. there was an argument due to everyone forgetin' what this paO. its called , smeone name it with vulgarities ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;poor paO.s . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* graDuation :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNGRFo35LI/AAAAAAAAAfM/hxrpa6P0URs/s1600-h/my.scroll+(=.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112507261380977842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNGRFo35LI/AAAAAAAAAfM/hxrpa6P0URs/s200/my.scroll+(%3D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNcBlo35XI/AAAAAAAAAgs/fvaPL9cgxMg/s1600-h/congitive..JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112531184348816754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNcBlo35XI/AAAAAAAAAgs/fvaPL9cgxMg/s200/congitive..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- a scroll was given to e entire class by our cognitive faCi. and she bought us a cake ! yumMy.yumMy! &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i took a photo of it before i open it up to see what was written insiDe , isn't this a creative gift ?!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the holiday mooD. :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* the iron.man :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNBgVo348I/AAAAAAAAAdU/RnS-yVVFBYw/s1600-h/DSC00237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112502025815843778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNBgVo348I/AAAAAAAAAdU/RnS-yVVFBYw/s200/DSC00237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNGQlo35HI/AAAAAAAAAes/dKoz_XlO7R4/s1600-h/girl.boy.feet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112507252791043186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNGQlo35HI/AAAAAAAAAes/dKoz_XlO7R4/s200/girl.boy.feet.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- me and fei.fei was left at 'irOn.man' function .. e first photo was taken while waitin' and somehow it look so fake (like a cut and paste eDited. photi!) ahaha! so cartoon ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- e second photo was taken while waitin' for our dear driver , e 2 lonely souls were so bored that they exchangeD shoes .. ahaha! fei.fei look so cute wearin' my biG.biG.flOppy shoes !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and we couldn't stop laughin' at our feets ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;CONCLUSION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : man's shoes 'Re always e most comfy and cool ones ! ! !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*thiRsty.thirSty.thiRsty :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNCHFo34_I/AAAAAAAAAds/78VdyxHK0kU/s1600-h/DSC00255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112502691535774706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNCHFo34_I/AAAAAAAAAds/78VdyxHK0kU/s200/DSC00255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- we went out on my first week of my holiday , it was rather a bad day cos' quralleD .. bought em. at cine. to cheer.up e day ! i nameD em. : thirsty.thirsty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*jun.haO's 21st birthDay :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNCHlo35AI/AAAAAAAAAd0/gWBCx22yoAc/s1600-h/DSC00264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112502700125709314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNCHlo35AI/AAAAAAAAAd0/gWBCx22yoAc/s200/DSC00264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNCH1o35BI/AAAAAAAAAd8/9lW1_BgfY0s/s1600-h/DSC00268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112502704420676626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNCH1o35BI/AAAAAAAAAd8/9lW1_BgfY0s/s200/DSC00268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- we celebrateD jun.haO's (he is my work frienD) birthday a few days before fei.fei's b'day at shop .. he got smasheD.wet.creaMy &amp;amp; nasty ! ahaha! smehow i got creaMy tOo .. everyone was havin' fun , a few of us playeD with e left over liQiour .. i got excited as it was my first time seein' such things ! ahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;MOUNTAIN.TORTISE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* fei.fei's birthDay :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNFl1o35FI/AAAAAAAAAec/QLJ2OVCEKPk/s1600-h/DSC00289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112506518351635538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNFl1o35FI/AAAAAAAAAec/QLJ2OVCEKPk/s200/DSC00289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNFllo35DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/lXQ9g0m4apQ/s1600-h/DSC00283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112506514056668210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNFllo35DI/AAAAAAAAAeM/lXQ9g0m4apQ/s200/DSC00283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- zOrena *(lavish's mama)* bought a tRiple.layer chOco. cake to surprise fei.fei! &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yumMy.yuMmy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel happy by lookin' at e way fei.fei smile ... e worDs written on e cake 'Re rather cute !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaha! &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNFllo35EI/AAAAAAAAAeU/eKbYFC6LNks/s1600-h/DSC00285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112506514056668226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNFllo35EI/AAAAAAAAAeU/eKbYFC6LNks/s200/DSC00285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNFl1o35GI/AAAAAAAAAek/P9cCENYCyxM/s1600-h/DSC00292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112506518351635554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNFl1o35GI/AAAAAAAAAek/P9cCENYCyxM/s200/DSC00292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- lOve e smile on fei.fei's faCe .. ahaha! sO cute .. their duM. iDeas to see how fei.fei look like with lOng hair so wilvin was askeD to stand behind him .. haha! look more like gOhst!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*suRprise :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNBflo344I/AAAAAAAAAc0/eOUpy1IHSyg/s1600-h/DSC00036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112502012930941826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNBflo344I/AAAAAAAAAc0/eOUpy1IHSyg/s200/DSC00036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- e birthday cake i bought for fei.fei its taste real gOoD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;tOtally recOmendeD!! ******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* work.harD :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNGQ1o35II/AAAAAAAAAe0/TeWdg6K5Y70/s1600-h/DSC00293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112507257086010498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNGQ1o35II/AAAAAAAAAe0/TeWdg6K5Y70/s200/DSC00293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- workin' drives u nuts !!! im flyin' back hOme to CHINA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tata!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* i.dO :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNGQ1o35JI/AAAAAAAAAe8/85aWSBzit6s/s1600-h/DSC00304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112507257086010514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNGQ1o35JI/AAAAAAAAAe8/85aWSBzit6s/s200/DSC00304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- taken last saturday on a wedDin' , a purple iCin' weDdin' cake with precious.moments on top ... the cake looks real nice and sweet hope the day will come too for me with a even BIGGER cake ! !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okie my deaR ?. ... what if i say please ?.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* bikers :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNGRFo35KI/AAAAAAAAAfE/L8P0SPMuQqQ/s1600-h/DSC00305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112507261380977826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNGRFo35KI/AAAAAAAAAfE/L8P0SPMuQqQ/s200/DSC00305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- biker on e wrong bike , en look so wrong but e bike is e nicest bike ever to riDe on ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;smOoth sailin' - to e olD.faRt ! ! &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my entry is comin' to an end .. hmMmm .. bOreD i've got nothin' to do again and its drivin' me NUTS! lonely ... &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; finally its has come to an end of a stupid.retaRded week , can't wait to see fei.fei over e weekend ! im workin' tmr , hope time won't past so fast ... please goD! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekenDs 'Re precious to me now . . . . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hey people 've a great weekend yah take.care and 've fun ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FLASH.BACK :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNa0Vo35QI/AAAAAAAAAf0/2LVkkFkXO0A/s1600-h/debra.+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112529857203922178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNa0Vo35QI/AAAAAAAAAf0/2LVkkFkXO0A/s200/debra.+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNa0lo35SI/AAAAAAAAAgE/cw-fij0Pn0Y/s1600-h/tineey..JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112529861498889506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNa0lo35SI/AAAAAAAAAgE/cw-fij0Pn0Y/s200/tineey..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNa0Fo35PI/AAAAAAAAAfs/VR-JfduiT_4/s1600-h/angel.+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112529852908954866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNa0Fo35PI/AAAAAAAAAfs/VR-JfduiT_4/s200/angel.+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNcB1o35YI/AAAAAAAAAg0/FwlrFhEfXLY/s1600-h/act.model+-+eDited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112531188643784066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNcB1o35YI/AAAAAAAAAg0/FwlrFhEfXLY/s200/act.model+-+eDited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNa0Vo35RI/AAAAAAAAAf8/q9mKw46YUvY/s1600-h/evee.+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112529857203922194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNa0Vo35RI/AAAAAAAAAf8/q9mKw46YUvY/s200/evee.+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNa0lo35TI/AAAAAAAAAgM/4jmPIzCY-Ng/s1600-h/val.+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112529861498889522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNa0lo35TI/AAAAAAAAAgM/4jmPIzCY-Ng/s200/val.+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNG2Fo35NI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Aor_BZnYyGE/s1600-h/sCaveD.+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112507897036137682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNG2Fo35NI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Aor_BZnYyGE/s200/sCaveD.+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112507897036137698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNG2Fo35OI/AAAAAAAAAfk/_YxQgNa7yeY/s200/sCaveD.+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNcBlo35WI/AAAAAAAAAgk/esPWKD8y2is/s1600-h/communication.3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112531184348816738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNcBlo35WI/AAAAAAAAAgk/esPWKD8y2is/s200/communication.3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNcBVo35UI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Ema5lixE4yI/s1600-h/sCav-eD.+7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112531180053849410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNcBVo35UI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Ema5lixE4yI/s200/sCav-eD.+7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNcBlo35VI/AAAAAAAAAgc/Xq7OxhjjW8Q/s1600-h/tim.sum2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112531184348816722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNcBlo35VI/AAAAAAAAAgc/Xq7OxhjjW8Q/s200/tim.sum2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ps: visii. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;imissu all ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-2404059018078296055?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/2404059018078296055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=2404059018078296055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/2404059018078296055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/2404059018078296055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/09/who-says-no-one-is-updating-who-says_20.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvNBgFo347I/AAAAAAAAAdM/eBU6vMmords/s72-c/fish.tank+-+eDited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-7057382473429766793</id><published>2007-09-19T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T01:06:57.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Who says no one is updating? who says this blog is dead? well.. here i am! its Vally Wally the mighty... i guess i need to emphasis no more on how much we miss W45Q and of course the Lovely scaved members. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes these days have been really bored without the noise they produce. I dread myself to wake up from bed every morning to come school, i realised it is no longer like the past when i look foward to all the brainstorming for lunch with the gals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current class sux. Class quiet, more didi. Its seriously horrible. Trust me. Can you imagine Val did not speak 10sentences within a day? tt tells it all. Hm... i miss everyone's laughter including my own. I guess i haven heard mine for quite sometime even since school reopens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris says she's gonna visit my class tml. My neck is sticking out and im looking real forward to it. Come come come! And we're gonna visit everyone's class one by one too. So people, get ready for the surprise =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VaL wit Love...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-7057382473429766793?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/7057382473429766793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=7057382473429766793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/7057382473429766793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/7057382473429766793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/09/who-says-no-one-is-updating-who-says.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-984156060647418989</id><published>2007-09-19T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:36:37.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;tears run down my cheek every night when it comes to the last day of school , can't imagine how it was like being in a new class when everyone is a stranger to u . i know the feeling was different for sure compared to the first day i step into w45Q . the first day of my school and when i went into w45q i've this very special feeling first time in my 18 yrs of life , i felt that im goin' to like this class and all of us will be bonded together . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; we did .. by the end of the first week of school i clicked well with everyone , soon i get close to almost everyone in class and everyday im lookin' forward to goin' school. especially when the 5 special peeps came into my life , they made my day EVERYDAY! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt; 3 weeks of holidaes ended so fast like no.bodie's business and its another boring day back to school with a total 'stranger' class ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like jie.jie(angel) , well done &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;*CLAP.HAND!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i've oreaDii. made myself absent on the second day of school . was too tired and for another simple reason im hatin' this school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really very sOrie guys for not updatin' , couldn't connet to e net cos' my com. was down . its goin' to be 3 mnths since i last updated and i've so much to talk about and tonnes of pictures to share .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;PLEASE FORGIVE ME FOR MY NEVER LASTIN' ENTRY YAH ! ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i'll break down my entry by different topics so it will be easier for me to recall all the things which 've happen to me. (: thanku!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are e photos which i've taken over e months ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sCav-eD :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jie.jie &amp;amp; mei.mei on a saturday when we went to chill at town .. * i refuseD to take a picture with them * ... i'd great fun and hope another day will come soon and i mean REAL soon ! ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(:&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvHNpOL1vaI/AAAAAAAAAXs/ItloA_K-L7E/s1600-h/blue.honey.lime.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112093160108309922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvHNpOL1vaI/AAAAAAAAAXs/ItloA_K-L7E/s200/blue.honey.lime.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this day , tineey's friend bought her this lilO ! ! i noe its STITCH! and tineey was real angry with us cos' we kept callin' it lilO. .. tineey's idea of this photo takin' .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i calleD it BLUES! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahahaha! kinDa of retarD though ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvHNpOL1vbI/AAAAAAAAAX0/2_fxwOjHJmg/s1600-h/blues.1+-+eDited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112093160108309938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvHNpOL1vbI/AAAAAAAAAX0/2_fxwOjHJmg/s200/blues.1+-+eDited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the second last day of school [for us it was e last day of the sem.] :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we took alot of pictures together , we even bought our favourite tEds. tO school for photo taking . they look adOrable together like a family ... most of the photos were taken by our very cute hui.li !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so creDit to hui.li ! xie.xie hui.li ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss her alot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvHPIOL1vjI/AAAAAAAAAY0/GbK2dftm_Tc/s1600-h/we+++teDs.+2+-+eDited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112094792195882546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvHPIOL1vjI/AAAAAAAAAY0/GbK2dftm_Tc/s200/we+%2B+teDs.+2+-+eDited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;just the teDs :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mine - green - unCle.sam&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mei.mei - red - little.Red -_-"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;shorty - dirty baby blue - little.dirty.baBy.charlie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;jie.jie - beige - forDee.e.turtle *sound more like frogie*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tineey - blue - lilO.stitCh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvHNpOL1vcI/AAAAAAAAAX8/5q-tKP6FLQg/s1600-h/family.+nxt+gen..JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112093160108309954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvHNpOL1vcI/AAAAAAAAAX8/5q-tKP6FLQg/s200/family.+nxt+gen..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sQuashin' time! creDits to hui.li aGain !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;finally a full complete photo of sCav-eD! somethin' which money can't buy ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;e bonD . e time . e memory . e fun . e all &amp;amp; everythin' . . .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*we wOn't die ! ! !*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvHOW-L1veI/AAAAAAAAAYM/GjAIxxmbKz8/s1600-h/sCaveD.+6+-eDited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112093946087325154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvHOW-L1veI/AAAAAAAAAYM/GjAIxxmbKz8/s200/sCaveD.+6+-eDited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mei.mei jie.jie &amp;amp; i look so extra .. just look at the way tineey and shorty cuddleD , feel so lOveD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was those days where we're so close . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u guys maDe my day , everyday ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvHOXeL1viI/AAAAAAAAAYs/TwvT3eANDbo/s1600-h/tuUu.TuUu+-+eDited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112093954677259810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvHOXeL1viI/AAAAAAAAAYs/TwvT3eANDbo/s200/tuUu.TuUu+-+eDited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fiSh.taNk : it maDe me pRouD cos' it was my iDea and i tOtaly lOved this photo cOs' its so nice , lookin' similiar to a submerine .. but actually it was our W45q's class door ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;creDits to ameera!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvHOXOL1vfI/AAAAAAAAAYU/yggw0PFOo5Q/s1600-h/front.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112093950382292466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvHOXOL1vfI/AAAAAAAAAYU/yggw0PFOo5Q/s200/front.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvHOXOL1vhI/AAAAAAAAAYk/LQ4xP42MlMA/s1600-h/submerine.w45q+-+eDited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112093950382292498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvHOXOL1vhI/AAAAAAAAAYk/LQ4xP42MlMA/s200/submerine.w45q+-+eDited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aHahah! this photo was taken by hui.li and it shockeD us cos' she was sittin' down keepin' quiet and she showed us when we return back our seat !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its really cute , especially when u see hui.li laughin' at us ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvHM8eL1vYI/AAAAAAAAAXc/TWZv_dBXE1E/s1600-h/baCk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112092391309163906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvHM8eL1vYI/AAAAAAAAAXc/TWZv_dBXE1E/s200/baCk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;silent.niGht! :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can't remember who took this photo for us and i lOve this photo tOo .. its like so close together , thanku faci. for the candles ! ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*the smile which keeps us smilin' more each day*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvHOXOL1vgI/AAAAAAAAAYc/CPDcYx4uJL0/s1600-h/smth+money+can"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112093950382292482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvHOXOL1vgI/AAAAAAAAAYc/CPDcYx4uJL0/s200/smth+money+can%27t+buy!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e vain mei.mei :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;always takin' photo of herself , we caught her and so tineey and i jOined in toO . a free photo and i kinDa of find this photo nice .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the big girl with small two little girls at the back !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvHNo-L1vZI/AAAAAAAAAXk/r5hP5Um-2p0/s1600-h/big.+evee+-+small+tineey+&amp;amp;+me+-+eDited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112093155813342610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvHNo-L1vZI/AAAAAAAAAXk/r5hP5Um-2p0/s200/big.+evee+-+small+tineey+%26+me+-+eDited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- creDits to mei.mei!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our last day of school when we skippeD! we met up to sushi at cine , all of us our tummy.s 're burstin' .. full.full !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after that we went P.S and spend tons of money in e arcade ! we went crazy inside for quite sometime than we went shoppin' , walkin' around .. fei.fei came to meet me and we hang around for awhile before i leave ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks lot jie.jie &amp;amp; mei.mei for e day yah! i'd lost of fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;creDits tO my dear fei.fei .. ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvHNpeL1vdI/AAAAAAAAAYE/iMq-LJ0dk68/s1600-h/P.S+o4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112093164403277266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvHNpeL1vdI/AAAAAAAAAYE/iMq-LJ0dk68/s200/P.S+o4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;29th aug '07 - w45q class bbq at east.coast :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i ate alot and there's still quite alot of food left , missin' e brownie maDe by mogana's mama its really gooD! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yumMy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i even bought some home , i left early to meet my dear fei.fei !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks people for all e fun yah ! ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvHPyeL1vsI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/xcDD1OES1DE/s1600-h/DSC00230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112095518045355714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvHPyeL1vsI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/xcDD1OES1DE/s200/DSC00230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- creDits to diDi. who help us took this lOvly phOto !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*i'll update again soon yup. , schools drivin' me nuts and i hardly have mood for anythin' .. sorie people .. tata taKe.caRe!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-984156060647418989?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/984156060647418989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=984156060647418989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/984156060647418989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/984156060647418989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/09/tears-run-down-my-cheek-every-night.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSxwK5eeTqs/RvHNpOL1vaI/AAAAAAAAAXs/ItloA_K-L7E/s72-c/blue.honey.lime.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-5437170036355605113</id><published>2007-09-19T00:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T01:02:38.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>evee post was like soooo sentimental, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;and yupp, this bloggy is like going all sooo boring and especially dead, no one is updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school have started again, after three weeks of holidays. this time round, thou as usual, we hafta drag our lazy body outta our bed, wake up early in the mornin, and report to school at 9am but with our new class, and of cus, the new classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me, my class aint that bad after all, jus that tis time round with more guys around. hurr hurr. anyway, all was still fine then.  and agree with me that im good. i hav already start absenting myself on the second day of school, well done huh?! :Pp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//i miss my scav-ed people, tis bunch of lovely dovey girls that i love to bits. the ones who bright up my life (: not forgetting, w45q classmates of mine. i miss all of you too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a happy kidd (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-angel&lt;br /&gt;roars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-5437170036355605113?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/5437170036355605113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=5437170036355605113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/5437170036355605113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/5437170036355605113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/09/evee-post-was-like-soooo-sentimental.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7164473843614222298.post-258651646637111257</id><published>2007-09-17T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T23:42:22.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;yes, its the first day of semester 2. a whole new ice break thing again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp; i freaking miss W45Q, also my scaved darlings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thinking of all the craps in class make me wanna seat in the class again, though my new class was alright but i dont look forward to school at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;my darling says he has stress without motivation, me? i have school without motivation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;suckk suckk suckk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;okay, not that i dont like my class, jus that i prefer 45q u know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;i miss having breaks together in another room with our butts on the seats that we wont change and eating laughing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;now i even had to burpped silently, fearing that the rest would eek at me, but i know in 45q its always OK .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;and all the bullyings and chitchatting sessions is all oh- so- memorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;the worst thing is i cant sing in class and say chika chika chika chika perfect 10! arghh. 45q and scaved come back plsss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;okayy. im being a little haywired here. jus hope as days goes along. all would be nice and fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;i miss my darling although we met up after my school tody till about jus now. he went hm alrdy, think he fell aslp. and i miss him badly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;i miss my 4f too, the barbeque was great,credits to my lil eyes, and the overnight session at her hse, unforgettable, cos we all know what we did. thats crazy shit. i miss these sessions!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;missing is a torture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;my darling, my 4f's, lil eyes, overnight stays, w45Q also lastly scaved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;and my popo who will never rmb me. she would know how much i would have missed her in the past. ah po...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7164473843614222298-258651646637111257?l=scav-ed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/feeds/258651646637111257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7164473843614222298&amp;postID=258651646637111257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/258651646637111257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7164473843614222298/posts/default/258651646637111257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scav-ed.blogspot.com/2007/09/yes-its-first-day-of-semester-2.html' title=''/><author><name>scaved</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
